the ascendant
she/her
twenty-nine
November 03
sootopolis
demisexual
councilwoman
champion
i got new love, new skin to wrap myself in
[s] fresh off the boat
POSTED ON Aug 8, 2021 23:55:38 GMT
memories flow through her as though down a stream, rippling flashes of adolescence, of finding her place in this world, and of fire in her palms, claws at her beck and call. life could have been much simpler if i hadn't chased fantasies.
serpents of destruction, unmatched in their power and prowess. what a heartbreaking realization to know that it was lies.
her dragons peer at her. and that's what they are, first and foremost - be it land or sea, they own her, command her (she was ever the fool to think it the other way around).
"find me in sootopolis. i'll show you which then," she says with a smile.
he really doesn't know anything about me, does he? it makes her feel like a...relic. she swallows, unsure of how to feel - unsure of whether she should feel something about that.
"mm, that's the ranger way, i suppose. i've always been told there was a better sense of...comradery among that branch."
she tosses a few more kelp cakes and enjoys the scent of the coastal air. she doesn't go to answer immediately because she's still not entirely sure where her allegiances (at least, publicly) declare her. but before she can answer, he says things that make her mouth go dry, that twist a wound she hadn't realized was still there.
a darkness comes over her then; her light blue eyes are piercing, unforgiving now, tumultuous, and she could have snarled. instead, she composes herself. there is the ghost of a man by her shoulder and he is encouraging her not to forget, no matter how desperately she wishes so.
she points at moxie. the snake's puckered, ruined eye is visible from her resting point. "rocket did that to her." she blinks, and the fire within her quells. "you ought to be careful who you say such things to, ranger. there are bigger, meaner things out there than rocket, but that doesn't mean they haven't left their fair share of scars."
she reaches for the ekans affectionately. moxie sunbathes on.
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