i wanted to be ruined —
a little more than i wanted
— to be loved
Her head tilts a small amount as he reads the words and begins to reply, and honestly? He’s making it relatively difficult, but Kiada had no qualms with her attempts to try and get to know people. So she lets him brush it off, sure she might find out later or at least be able to ask around perhaps. But he brings up the scar on her neck, and she pauses a small amount – a wicked grin crossing her face as she regards him and adjusts her braid a bit to give him a good look.
It’s etched into the side of her neck, quite deep, a cross between a wound and a brand with the way the edges are raised, though the inside remains dark as if it had taken ages to heal. It had.
She takes the paper and nods accordingly to him, focusing on the lines she writes. I wore an amulet when I left my first world, and when I arrived in the next it exploded. She writes simply, pausing to think on it. It took an entire year to heal and used to glow. She slides the paper back and lets her gaze linger on him, a bright smile to that as if it hadn’t bothered her. It doesn’t now, but back then it had.
Then, as if for added benefit, she turns a small amount, pulling at the furs that cover her shoulders to pull them down a small amount, letting him take a peek at the burn scars that peek over the tops of her shoulders and the deep puncture wound seen accompanying them, raising a brow to see if he’s interested in more.
It’s etched into the side of her neck, quite deep, a cross between a wound and a brand with the way the edges are raised, though the inside remains dark as if it had taken ages to heal. It had.
She takes the paper and nods accordingly to him, focusing on the lines she writes. I wore an amulet when I left my first world, and when I arrived in the next it exploded. She writes simply, pausing to think on it. It took an entire year to heal and used to glow. She slides the paper back and lets her gaze linger on him, a bright smile to that as if it hadn’t bothered her. It doesn’t now, but back then it had.
Then, as if for added benefit, she turns a small amount, pulling at the furs that cover her shoulders to pull them down a small amount, letting him take a peek at the burn scars that peek over the tops of her shoulders and the deep puncture wound seen accompanying them, raising a brow to see if he’s interested in more.
KIADA
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
