KIADA
She doesn’t elaborate further than that – finding no need to explain the nuances of it. She couldn’t burn alive, that was the end all be all, and a point that she’s quite excited about all things considered, given how she’d perished once before. But those are traumas she doesn’t necessarily need to bring up for him to understand. He’d bore the trauma of her passing while she sat in a comfortable black silence for who knows how long.
Speaking of Noah was easier, though, as was the way he kept his arm around her to guide her through the walkways, keeping the rain from pelting the umbrellas too much. And she’s silent, a good listener while he explains what Noah’s been up to, until the latter half of the comment reaches her ears and she scoffs quite a loud and dramatic sound. “Of course he does.” She drawls, sarcasm dripping from her tone as she stares out in front of them with a surprising amount of frustration.
One that shifts to a squeal of unintelligible sounds at Deimos’ suggestion, whirling to him and smacking his chest with her forearm (not in a painful way, but a petulant child’s tantrum). “And say what exactly?”
Speaking of Noah was easier, though, as was the way he kept his arm around her to guide her through the walkways, keeping the rain from pelting the umbrellas too much. And she’s silent, a good listener while he explains what Noah’s been up to, until the latter half of the comment reaches her ears and she scoffs quite a loud and dramatic sound. “Of course he does.” She drawls, sarcasm dripping from her tone as she stares out in front of them with a surprising amount of frustration.
One that shifts to a squeal of unintelligible sounds at Deimos’ suggestion, whirling to him and smacking his chest with her forearm (not in a painful way, but a petulant child’s tantrum). “And say what exactly?”
am i more than you bargained for yet?
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
