princess, with lips made of glass
His hands aren’t precisely clean either, and her gaze flickers back over toward him with a bit more consideration. Her hands were calloused in the ways of weaponry, of battles and armor worn upon scarred skin, of iceberg eyes cold and sharp and calculating beneath a helmet weaved with antlers and flame. His were calloused differently, but still a working man’s hands as she figures out. And she doesn’t pull her hand away as she explains, instead, focusing on the response.
She doesn’t expect his answer, another offering of help when he hardly knew her, hardly knew the shadows and dips of her stories of other worlds, of reasons why she’d had deserved every bad thing that had come for her. Of falling in love with a god and torn in two because of it, of watching herself die to save him. To end up here with a severed bond, halves of her soul missing into the ether, of her twin and companion out in the winds of the universes.
Instead, her gaze lingers on his face, on the soft smile that tugs at the corner of his lips at her declaration. “I’ll let you know. I’m taking this year off to bother you, remember.” She teases him lightly, a playful wink granted his way before she settles – having heard the sentiments before, having felt them intensely before over and over again, world to new world, to new new world again and again.
The mention of what kind of training she does, her head tilts a small amount as she glances out over the room they sit in briefly before turning her attention back on Chuy. “I’m pretty good with throwing knives and archery.” She murmurs softly, a small smile crossing her face with that. “Want to work on my sword work a bit more with shielding and perhaps my attuned shifts. I have two, you know.” She flashes him a grin with it, one that has canine teeth growing a bit more pinpointed, eyes a bit more feline in nature before she returns back to normal. “As you grow stronger here, you’ll unearth more shifts you can change into.” She informs him with a nod.
She doesn’t expect his answer, another offering of help when he hardly knew her, hardly knew the shadows and dips of her stories of other worlds, of reasons why she’d had deserved every bad thing that had come for her. Of falling in love with a god and torn in two because of it, of watching herself die to save him. To end up here with a severed bond, halves of her soul missing into the ether, of her twin and companion out in the winds of the universes.
Instead, her gaze lingers on his face, on the soft smile that tugs at the corner of his lips at her declaration. “I’ll let you know. I’m taking this year off to bother you, remember.” She teases him lightly, a playful wink granted his way before she settles – having heard the sentiments before, having felt them intensely before over and over again, world to new world, to new new world again and again.
The mention of what kind of training she does, her head tilts a small amount as she glances out over the room they sit in briefly before turning her attention back on Chuy. “I’m pretty good with throwing knives and archery.” She murmurs softly, a small smile crossing her face with that. “Want to work on my sword work a bit more with shielding and perhaps my attuned shifts. I have two, you know.” She flashes him a grin with it, one that has canine teeth growing a bit more pinpointed, eyes a bit more feline in nature before she returns back to normal. “As you grow stronger here, you’ll unearth more shifts you can change into.” She informs him with a nod.
and a voice cut from steel
features born from thunder and battle
KIADA
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
