#rockadai

[anivaraarchive]

“Crazy equals genius.”

Death of a Bachelor || Open

    Words give her PAUSE, uncertain as to how to proceed. Truly to have seen both sides of such a word, but she knows that Miko holds no ill thoughts of darker meaning. Light   &   SPIRITED is she during the times they have SPOKEN   &   INTERACTED, time spent together a mere joy in the eyes of the woman. Pause having lasted no more than a SECOND before the mirth finally shines in her eyes, soft LAUGH skittering past pale lips as slender digit lightly TAPS the tip of Miko’s nose, smile still firmly in place as she responds. 

                    ❝  It also equals RECKLESSNESS– but most technology created today truly was due to CRAZY GENIUS. Now– that does not mean that you are allowed to be at quite that level. I know just what you are planning my dear.   ❞

    A smile that GROWS ‘pon her lips, straightening slightly with quiet chuckle. Truly Miko was not one to stay out of trouble, There would not be a MOMENT where she could take her eye off the girl, she knew what she was like ( so similar was the designer when she was Miko’s age ), reckless, always WANDERING OFF   &   certainly not one to back down from a FIGHT. Keeping her from getting HURT was her primary goal-- followed with one that included filling the belly of the teenager.

                    ❝  But I suppose you can go a little crazy with what you want to get to eat~  ❞

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@rockadai || Liked

                    ❝  Miko, are you a fan of sweets ?  ❞

    A simple yes or no question towards the young girl, fingers TWISTING the brown twine around slender finger as she glances over at her, brow ARCHING in question.

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@rockadai​ || Liked

                    ❝  Hn-- ❞

    Fingers to B R U S H over fabric before they pull away, curling lightly before her gaze turns towards the young girl that enters. A mere CANT of silver crown, with slight look of bemusement to cross porcelain features before she clears her throat   &   approaches. A welcoming smile to SPREAD ‘pon rosete tiers. It could be that it is simply a young girl with a W A N D E R I N G eye, something to have caught her ATTENTION. Few of her age ever seemed to hold any INTEREST in her work.

                    ❝  Is there something I can HELP you with, my dear ?  ❞

[vigiilance]

          --- @rockadai

IT IS OBVIOUS he’s been watching her a good while, eyes narrowed as tankard hovers at the height of his mouth. When he finally approaches, he bears the scent of fermented plums, of sweet fruity mead and earth and pine and rain. There is an intense, focused sort of look in those grey eyes, shadowed by low, sternly set brow. 

          “Aren’t you a little short to be a caravan guard?”

[grieverchain-blog]

@rockadai

     “…What happened?” There’s a smoking crater in the middle of the street, three levelled buildings and the flashing lights of ambulances and fire engines lined up and down the next three blocks. He glances over at the girl, looking strangely calm amidst a sea of panicked bystanders.

[thelittlesthacker]

Splash!

[Your muse pushes mine into a body of water! Send "Splash!” for my muses reaction!]

Raf had little time to even yelp before the cold water crashed over him.  The weight of his clothes dragged him down mercilessly, and it was a struggle for him to get back to the surface.

“MIKO!!!!”

Now his phone was going to need a nice soak in a rice bag.  That...and he had to come up with something to make her regret this.