it's too much [open!]

She was anger, she was ferocity, she was going to make this world pay. Yet the harpy wasn’t yet aware of her surroundings, and how there was a man munching on an apple that had appeared in the temple as well. Still, the girl vibrated with a fiery anger, brought on by the joke of this world and all the passing worlds had taken from her. Initially, she needed to learn what this place was called and how to leave, but it had vanished from her mind with the results of the past few minutes as she stared at the man eating the apple, her scarlet gaze glued to him and her pale feathers lifting up. He approached closer still, thinking her just a normal bird of sorts – what kind of birds did this place have to where she looked normal in comparison? She had rarely seen others like Khairi in all the worlds she’d been in. Her eyes narrowed on the man as he spoke, a simple and gentle “hey” as he extended half the apple. She would have grimaced if she could, but a thought formed and she tilted her head at the apple – reaching out with her dark bearded beak to grasp it gently in her beak. The man continued to speak, and Kiada didn’t try and bite into the apple. Instead, she turned her head back. To him, it might look as though she were getting a better look at him, but she knew better. Her head swiveled back in a fast motion and she let go of the apple, aiming the flying fruit at his extended hand. In the next moment, when she was satisfied at her throwing abilities, she shifted back into herself. She was adorned with leathers and furs, and her pale icy gaze pinned the man down as a frown found her face. “Tuta wewe na nchi hii.” She said with her second tongue, an insult though it likely would sound like much. Everything in that language was gravely and weird, but it was close to her heart and she used it in times where she wanted to yell at someone without antagonizing them. That had always been her strength. Her icy eyes narrowed on him as she pulled her dark hair from her face. “An apple?” She chided at first, with her accented voice. “Do you even know what kind of things those birds eat?” She scoffed. “An apple.” She huffed, glaring at him. Tuta wewe na nchi hii – fuck you and this place KiadA you think i'll be the dark sky so you can be the star? i'll swallow you whole.

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