AISHA
good lava, we all know you wanna
He's so expressive with his responses, speaking without words with every turn of his face. It's amusing, having been around so many lately who would barely bat an eye. "You're here too aren't you?" she replied to his incredulous response with one of her own. The hand that'd hovered by her blade landed on her hip, she relaxed into it.
Golden hued gaze followed him as he turned and shifted through the volanic surface. "I'm collecting some of these volcanic rocks," for why wasn't important, though she knew it sounded dumb without the explanation. Still, she was stubborn and owed him nothing more, there was an almost playful sass in the purse of her lips.
Golden hued gaze followed him as he turned and shifted through the volanic surface. "I'm collecting some of these volcanic rocks," for why wasn't important, though she knew it sounded dumb without the explanation. Still, she was stubborn and owed him nothing more, there was an almost playful sass in the purse of her lips.
see this pretty girl flow, good lava
