08-30-2017, 05:43 PM
Deathwish
im a DIY pioneer, they tryna get involved
And with that, her time at the forest with the wall was over. What she had seen, she liked. She thought. But for whatever reason, the land had been plunged into nothingness, and with a silent scream she had taken a breath, been grabbed by the man who had been stalking her, pushed back through the hole she had created, and back in the forest where she had woken up this morning. The whole thing was extremely unsettling, but even as frazzled as she felt, nothing more than the cool glimpse of what she was feeling would ever make it past her eyes. She was agitated at the sheer power that she had seen displayed. Truthfully, it had rocked her to the core in a way nothing else ever had. Deathwish held the power of death, life, and resurrection in her grasp, and indeed, she wielded it greatly… but to see an entire land be buried under the threat of fire and ash…. She had not done more than a gulp, and a nod as she was led back to the relative safety beyond the wall.
And so, one by one those are left begin to gather in the aftermath, and DW stands next to her savior, hating that scent that he was bathed in… the company of her father, no doubt… and when those great wings flew off overhead, it was all but confirmed.
She turned to him, to the self imposed wraith, and sniffed in his general direction, the chill of her voice quite calm for all that she had experienced in an afternoon. “What kind of scum of the Earth you must be, to throw your lot in with Deimos. Am I to suppose that You are the cause for what we have just endured, then?” She tilts her silver eyes in his direction, flashing a bit of a flank and rolling her lavender grey shoulder back. She is every inch her breeding.
Be nice, precious.
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