kiada
Trying to focus further on the ghosts at the water’s edge, Kiada’s brows pinch as she realizes shortly after her question that no – they wouldn’t be, and a part of her suddenly feels bad for bringing them up in the first place before she had a chance to actually look. So she takes a quiet deep breath, looking over to Deimos as he scans as well, walking further down the embankment.
She follows, glancing back toward the ghost they’re trying to help, when she spies from the opposite side of the direction they’re going, more little spectral tendrils – as if they’d been silently followed on their trek over here. “Those, perhaps?” She asks in a whisper back, tugging at his sleeve to see if he can see them too.
stitch me into all your plans
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
