AISHA
and i knew
how could she not
how could she not
Aisha snapped her attention to the voice, blonde curls falling at every inconvenient angle into her face. With a puff she blew it away so she could see, surely looking a bit feral at the moment. She usually had good reflexes and reaction time, but right now she'd barely noticed the guy approaching. The fact that she was off her game and in a foreign place had her on edge automatically, and she was ready to interrogate the second he finished speaking.
"Where am I?" she shot out quickly, a demand for information rather than a question. Her hands had come to stay in front of her, subtly warning him to stay back. This Oliver didn't seem all that threatening but she'd been taught not to trust anyone. Especially under such unprecedented circumstances. She'd need a bit more than, a name and a placating tone to calm down.
"Where am I?" she shot out quickly, a demand for information rather than a question. Her hands had come to stay in front of her, subtly warning him to stay back. This Oliver didn't seem all that threatening but she'd been taught not to trust anyone. Especially under such unprecedented circumstances. She'd need a bit more than, a name and a placating tone to calm down.
she could have
anyone she wants
anyone she wants
