DATABASE :// REQUEST : PRISMALIITE.
she stares at him; electric blue eyes narrowing
in speculation. how odd that he SEEMS to be
without fault, yet it is the least of her concerns.
something tells her to be wary, &&. she heeds
the instinct.
yet, of course, that does not
render her to be timid.
shoulders pressed back, head angled, she
is no queen, &&. she KNOWS it. simply in the
way nova carries herself, it may be unfitting
to the personality she keeps hidden. head
canted to the side, she takes her own step
forward, graceful from years of athleticism.
’ I'd have to say no, sir. Just
passin’ through, is all. ‘
a hand brushes back dark tresses that have
escaped her ponytail; air FILLING lungs of
perfumed with the odd mixture of sand &&.
old metals. she feels electricity run through
her; a renewing sensation that brings LIFE
to her artificial limb, &&. to her somewhat
tired face.
his desire to combat the other in a verbal
passage of time fell quickly by notice of
the affliction. though perhaps not directly
in view, and certainly not in his eyesight;
there was no DOUBT that no matter the
creature unless it was he that they fell ill.
destined to become a carcass of metal,
chest torn asunder with an unlikely heart
already devoured. the RUIN was a ruthless
predator that did not have mercy, for it's
eyes faced forth as it's path was only
destruction. the desolation evolving with time.
’ —— Your speech pattern, are you regularly
contradictory? A shortening of a letter,
however, providing respect prior. ’
sincerely he had nothing to go on about, instead simply
plucking at feathers of a bird caught in the cage of wind.
DIO begs the question of if he had come to toy with
the being he'd come across. however, that was false.
anyone-- anything -- still surviving in the land of
ruin was worth being DECODED.
