striking matches to watch 'em burn
"Depends what you think is cool," came Amun's response, to which Aisha paused to consider. What did she want to see from the underground? She had no expectations, only curiosity and ample time to satiate it. She cocked her head to the side, letting her hand come to rest on her hip, the other at the golden ornamented pommel of her sword. "Do people come down here for anything other than the shrine?" she asked, wondering if there actually were any hidden secrets from them to explore, or if they were just dealing with tunnels; long, dark, and slightly damp.
i'll light two cigarettes and give you none
AISHA
