KIADA
the harpy
He absolutely could keep her question and simply respond with nothing of interest – but her icy gaze watches the panes of his face, waiting for something else to show within the lines. Something of a flicker of acknowledgement, of debate – but she should know better by now. Knowing the Reaper turned Sword as she did, that his face was often as unreadable as a mask of any sort. She just simply knew the ways to get beneath them at times.
Luckily for her, he looks out over the expanse of rainbow hued rocks and waters, her own gaze following his own as she listens, arms folded across her chest in thought. ’Seemed capable’ is not much to go off of, but she nods nonetheless. The mention of acrobatics, assassination, vigilantism, all things Harper had told her about that night in the Guildhall. But when he mentions to send him after Zariah, Kiada can’t help the vibrant laugh that leaves her lips to that. “No, I think I like him more than to subject him to that kind of torture.” She says softly, a roll of her eyes. “I was thinking more like… Body guard.” She teases, nose wrinkling in her own amusement.
Luckily for her, he looks out over the expanse of rainbow hued rocks and waters, her own gaze following his own as she listens, arms folded across her chest in thought. ’Seemed capable’ is not much to go off of, but she nods nonetheless. The mention of acrobatics, assassination, vigilantism, all things Harper had told her about that night in the Guildhall. But when he mentions to send him after Zariah, Kiada can’t help the vibrant laugh that leaves her lips to that. “No, I think I like him more than to subject him to that kind of torture.” She says softly, a roll of her eyes. “I was thinking more like… Body guard.” She teases, nose wrinkling in her own amusement.
all bright things must burn
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
