i am afraid that if i open myself
i will not stop pouring
Well fuck. She’s running about as fast as she can, eyes only straight ahead for the way out of the collapse — only to feel the sharpness of a rock nearly knock her off balance, already pained enough by bleeding forearms and frustration that lingers in her gut. A yelp leaves her as she feels the bruise begin to form, but determination shines through as she keeps running.
She pauses just enough to try and catch her breath, to check her arms and side tenderly, attention flickering to Wessex when the path grows quiet and a light shines through. “I vote ’get the fuck out of here’.” She manages, winded, but searches her pack for a bit of water to run along her wounds and clean them, ready to follow Wessex wherever she decides.
Kiada uses some water to try and clean her wounds and will follow Wessex wherever she decides to go (presumably up the incline xD)
She pauses just enough to try and catch her breath, to check her arms and side tenderly, attention flickering to Wessex when the path grows quiet and a light shines through. “I vote ’get the fuck out of here’.” She manages, winded, but searches her pack for a bit of water to run along her wounds and clean them, ready to follow Wessex wherever she decides.
Kiada uses some water to try and clean her wounds and will follow Wessex wherever she decides to go (presumably up the incline xD)
why do i fear becoming a river?
what mountain gave me such shame?
KIADA
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
