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"Brave? Maybe. It could very well be ambition. Brave works too, though." She leaned in close to his face. "I think you're brave, too."
She stared at him for a moment, then looked down. "Yeah," she smiled, "it does. But nothing I can't handle."
She gave a small chuckle, and it was obvious that she had calmed down again. "Me too. It's a bit nerve-racking, but also.. nice."
She cocked her head in questioning. Her hand stopped for a moment. "What do you mean?"
She gently caressed, feeling his shaking hand. "It'll be okay." Her voice was soft, calm. (oh boy)
She looked at him, and her emotions were indistinguishable. "It's okay. You don't have to apologize." She reached to lightly touch the side of his...
She opened her mouth to say something, but nothing came out. She whimpered for a split second, and turned away. "I'm sure there's something."
She frowned, sitting up. "If a God exists, there was a reason. I've thought this through before, as much as I hate it."
She looked at him, emotionless at first, then sighed and forgiveness shined in her eyes. "But that's okay. It's over now."
"They never answered my prayers. They never helped me." She replied forcefully, yet calmly. Her expression was blank as she stared upwards.
She crossed her legs. "Nobody," she paused, "unless there is a God above or some kind of being. But I don't believe in them anymore."
(It's on paper, so I'll try to transition it on here when I can. Just imagine a tribal-like siren on her back for now ^^) She scooted next to...
(I'm working on a sketch for Avice's tattoo hehe) She shook her head. "There's plenty of viable reasons for that." Her head tilted slightly. "But...
Combat
"Yeah, but you have to try. Without sleep, your brain doesn't function as smoothly. Plus, I'm worried that you won't get enough." She leaned...
Banned for no nicknames
"Nah. I'll be fine." She waved it off, stretching her arms. "Are you?"
She nodded, listening quietly. "If anyone recognizes you, just act insulted. That usually works." She blinked tiredly, rubbing her eyes. "They...
"Travel, maybe. Paint. Grow a garden if I feel like it. I'm uncertain, to be honest. I also feel reluctant to leave, but if I had to, those would...
"After we get back to the surface. I mean, the other one works, too but y'know..." She gave a small yawn.
