#chat. nyra

[aiylabaysal]

@nyraxodeyer NYRA & AIYLA

She was sprawled out on the plush carpet of Nyra's suite, her body spread like a starfish, wings taking up too much space; she was safe here to do that. No one with iron blades, and still there was a faint twitch to tuck them away whenever she supsected any uncertain movement. Mostly unmoved, eyes shut, "There is a massive hole in the hotel and Billie Fitz offered a favor to the catalyst." She said absently, this was a abre scratch on the surface. "Do you remember before I was Fae Queen? When I was just a clueless girl running around pretending to know what I was doing?" She laughed a bit at that her eyes open to the celing, "I don't want to move from this spot ever again Nyra."

[aiylabaysal]

@nyraxodeyer NYRA & AIYLA - The Emerald Hotel.

It had been a few days since Aiyla was attacked, maybe she should have still been in the hospital where they could monitor her pain, but the hospital was a reminder of the horrible thing she had endured. A splash of crimson against stark white, and it was her blood. Aiyla had seen blood before. Too much of it, it was different when it was your own. When you could feel your body fighting to push the remainder of your life force through your veins to keep you going. She wanted out, she needed out so as soon as she was able to walk again, she checked herself out and found distraction after distraction to fill any cracks in her mind. "Nyra-" She called as she strolled into the office of a respected mentor and beloved friend, "Do you think your responsibilities can take a back seat today?" She asked hovering by the door, in truth she had errands about town that needed handled and the idea of doing it alone crippled her leaving her unable to step over the threshold longing for the days in which she could crawl into her sisters bed whenever the nightmares became too much.