[ In a tangle of thoughts and limbs she takes her cues from Ilde's breathing. There's sense to the words, they are the only words they can probably afford to have. ]
(Where I come from... there are others like me.)
[ starts, then stops, because it's hard, she makes a point not to talk about her home in detail. Paints in broad strokes of information that she keeps herself removed from. Says, Pandora is misery and sand, doesn't say she'd do anything to feel even that, says her father is a monster, but that the kills others.
If anything, what begun this is why she doesn't often talk about it, it's a pit of misery, but this was the first solid thought she'd had in years, watching like she did. ]
(But they're warriors, leaders, respected as much as feared. I wanted... so much to have their strength. They never stopped moving, no matter what happened. )
[ There they are, all three them, clear in her mind. The blue of their markings out from their ripped clothes, their too pale skin and their too bright eyes as they did such impossible things. She knows what they would do to Ilde's hounds ( skags is what she thinks of, with bile dripping from their jowls and the long drag of their tongue as their jaws snapped shut ), they'd melt them down to nothing, they'd bath them in every toxic element that they were given natural control over. ]
no subject
( Where I come from... there are others like me. )
[ starts, then stops, because it's hard, she makes a point not to talk about her home in detail. Paints in broad strokes of information that she keeps herself removed from. Says, Pandora is misery and sand, doesn't say she'd do anything to feel even that, says her father is a monster, but that the kills others.
If anything, what begun this is why she doesn't often talk about it, it's a pit of misery, but this was the first solid thought she'd had in years, watching like she did. ]
( But they're warriors, leaders, respected as much as feared. I wanted... so much to have their strength. They never stopped moving, no matter what happened. )
[ There they are, all three them, clear in her mind. The blue of their markings out from their ripped clothes, their too pale skin and their too bright eyes as they did such impossible things. She knows what they would do to Ilde's hounds ( skags is what she thinks of, with bile dripping from their jowls and the long drag of their tongue as their jaws snapped shut ), they'd melt them down to nothing, they'd bath them in every toxic element that they were given natural control over. ]