MAEA
Carry me through this world alive
I feel no more, this suffering
I feel no more, this suffering
Maea grinned, quietly elated at having made the other woman laugh. There was a deep kind of satisfaction in bringing joy to others, especially people she liked... and she liked Weaver a lot.
"Well, just let me know when you're done. Or if you need help. I'll try to stay in Halo, but I might head off to Tochline when I get free time. I've been rather restless lately... Loren tried to tell me to sit still and not do anything reckless, but...I don't know. There's this itch in my blood, like I have to keep moving, or I'll go crazy."
She chewed her lip, troubled by it. Unsure if the restlessness came from her troubles with Sunjata, or if there were some other underlying reasons. Jigano had hinted that she wouldn't be able to keep running forever, that there would be an end to the new and the unknown eventually... and it had her wondering. What it was she was trying to escape. If it was herself, or... something else.
Considering the question as Weaver asked about Delphia, Maea shrugged. "She might. If you feel the need of her strong enough, her spirits might even bring her to you on her own. Her way of thinking is a bit strange... but I like it. She doesn't mince words, or put nice spins on things just to keep people happy. Nor is she prejudiced about anything, as far as I've found, which is refreshing."
Reaching out a hand, understanding the feeling of not wanting to give up on a deeply personal level, Maea patted the other woman playfully on her hooded head. "Then don't, sweetling," she said, with her best impression of Ludo - it wasn't very good, but she tried - and grinned. "That choice is all yours."
"Well, just let me know when you're done. Or if you need help. I'll try to stay in Halo, but I might head off to Tochline when I get free time. I've been rather restless lately... Loren tried to tell me to sit still and not do anything reckless, but...I don't know. There's this itch in my blood, like I have to keep moving, or I'll go crazy."
She chewed her lip, troubled by it. Unsure if the restlessness came from her troubles with Sunjata, or if there were some other underlying reasons. Jigano had hinted that she wouldn't be able to keep running forever, that there would be an end to the new and the unknown eventually... and it had her wondering. What it was she was trying to escape. If it was herself, or... something else.
Considering the question as Weaver asked about Delphia, Maea shrugged. "She might. If you feel the need of her strong enough, her spirits might even bring her to you on her own. Her way of thinking is a bit strange... but I like it. She doesn't mince words, or put nice spins on things just to keep people happy. Nor is she prejudiced about anything, as far as I've found, which is refreshing."
Reaching out a hand, understanding the feeling of not wanting to give up on a deeply personal level, Maea patted the other woman playfully on her hooded head. "Then don't, sweetling," she said, with her best impression of Ludo - it wasn't very good, but she tried - and grinned. "That choice is all yours."
Bury me in this cold light
I feed the wolf, and shed my skin
I feed the wolf, and shed my skin
