why else love if not to feel the stars exploding in our veins?
Zuriel seems to notice her first, the stalwart unicorn reacting to Amalia with a nearly palpable disdain which cuts the Shield to the quick. It's fair, she knows, yet it still hurts; gently she offers a silent greeting, a reassurance that they mean no ill-will or harm to the Sword.
Glancing from the mare to the man, Amalia watches with a pang as warm greeting are offered to Jyoti before he closes off, aching to see such an unfamiliar distance in the eyes she knows so well. She nods at the acceptance of her offer, striding over to grasp both axe and a block of wood. Her shirt, though sleeved, is utterly backless, and the glittering tattoo ripples and shines beneath thick leopard fur. In a fluid motion she raises the weapon and brings it down to strike the wood, a thonk echoing through the painful silence, loud as the firing of a gun.
It's as the echoes fade away that Amalia hears his voice. Her head rises, turning instinctively at the sound; she bites her lip, not really sure of the answer herself. "I'm going back today," the Shield replies, almost like an apology. "But I... I wanted to see you, before I went. To thank you for saving me." A crooked smile lights her face, under the pain that sears her eyes. "Again."
Glancing from the mare to the man, Amalia watches with a pang as warm greeting are offered to Jyoti before he closes off, aching to see such an unfamiliar distance in the eyes she knows so well. She nods at the acceptance of her offer, striding over to grasp both axe and a block of wood. Her shirt, though sleeved, is utterly backless, and the glittering tattoo ripples and shines beneath thick leopard fur. In a fluid motion she raises the weapon and brings it down to strike the wood, a thonk echoing through the painful silence, loud as the firing of a gun.
It's as the echoes fade away that Amalia hears his voice. Her head rises, turning instinctively at the sound; she bites her lip, not really sure of the answer herself. "I'm going back today," the Shield replies, almost like an apology. "But I... I wanted to see you, before I went. To thank you for saving me." A crooked smile lights her face, under the pain that sears her eyes. "Again."
Amalia
