the rot will always be there, under the surface, waiting for your mask to decay
you swore to your parents that you would be virtuous
There’s a soft laugh that leaves her at his concession. “I’m glad.” She announces quietly, pleased that they haven’t burned bridges for their misunderstandings and confusion regarding the snowy tundra. But that’s beside the point, now, especially as the conversation shifts and she understands what it’s like to live in a place that’s got a lull of power, watching as it fights both for and against the people.
His question catches her a small amount off guard, and she pushes her glass toward the edge of the bar for a refill from the bartender before her gaze levels back toward him. “Nope.” She chimes with an easy grin. “I’m the monster hunter’s guildmistress in the Grounds. Most of the government is staying there to protect it. But they entrusted me with keeping the Grounders in line here.” Her shoulders rise and fall in a small shrug as she gets her glass back, lifting her glass to her lips. She leaves the journal open, leaves the information out in the open of what she knows about the dragons of Halo.
Which is to say, not a lot.
His question catches her a small amount off guard, and she pushes her glass toward the edge of the bar for a refill from the bartender before her gaze levels back toward him. “Nope.” She chimes with an easy grin. “I’m the monster hunter’s guildmistress in the Grounds. Most of the government is staying there to protect it. But they entrusted me with keeping the Grounders in line here.” Her shoulders rise and fall in a small shrug as she gets her glass back, lifting her glass to her lips. She leaves the journal open, leaves the information out in the open of what she knows about the dragons of Halo.
Which is to say, not a lot.
the things you've done, come to you in the night
and whisper 'you lied, you lied'
KIADA
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
