AISHA
she grabbed a razor for me
and she did it, just like that
and she did it, just like that
Aisha had left her sword (a rare occurrence) in the barracks, leaning against the wall by the fireplace. Even as Deimos asked the question, whether they hunt with the blade of their body or their limbs of steel, she had already chosen. This was how it was done on her world, and this is how her hunts would always be. His question permeated the attuned bond, and as it did her body morphed, fur sprouting over her skin and her eyes turning bright and slitted.
This obviously wasn't the right environment for a creature of her coloring, but these birds seemed dull enough, speed was all they'd require. Come on then, what'll it be today? she spoke, voice resounding through their link, deep and bemused. Deimos had so many options, all of them fitting for the occasion.
This obviously wasn't the right environment for a creature of her coloring, but these birds seemed dull enough, speed was all they'd require. Come on then, what'll it be today? she spoke, voice resounding through their link, deep and bemused. Deimos had so many options, all of them fitting for the occasion.
when she want something
she don't wanna pay for it
she don't wanna pay for it
