hold me close smother me, my little dracula wrap your arms around me
Know where they are? Aisha hadn't gotten that far yet, she was still reeling over the fact that they'd teleported at all. She hadn't seen a portal, no reflective mirror-like pensive, and she certainly missed the signposts allowing them to decide a direction. But here they were, transported to somewhere new. A trick of The Voice, or the whims of a spirit? It was frustrating, but also a bit exhilarating.
Deimos mentioned Torchline, Aisha hummed lightly in agreement. She hadn't been there in some time, but this did remind her of the jungles that caressed the beach and ocean. If they could reach Haulani they'd be only a portal away from the grounds or Halo. That was comforting, but first they'd have to figure out how to escape. Up she went, flapping through the branches and twirling vines with practiced precision, I'm going up, he'd understand why, no need for explanations.
The flying fox broke through the last line of leaves, hovering above and looking down at the dense jungle below. The fox's vision was good for this, to the south she could faintly see the white of an ocean horizon. Ocean, she called, waiting for Deimos to join her and confirm her observations.
Deimos mentioned Torchline, Aisha hummed lightly in agreement. She hadn't been there in some time, but this did remind her of the jungles that caressed the beach and ocean. If they could reach Haulani they'd be only a portal away from the grounds or Halo. That was comforting, but first they'd have to figure out how to escape. Up she went, flapping through the branches and twirling vines with practiced precision, I'm going up, he'd understand why, no need for explanations.
The flying fox broke through the last line of leaves, hovering above and looking down at the dense jungle below. The fox's vision was good for this, to the south she could faintly see the white of an ocean horizon. Ocean, she called, waiting for Deimos to join her and confirm her observations.
AISHA
