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anyone; - Shiya - 11-01-2018 Deep down all you want is love The pure kind we all dream of They shout and scramble. They are worried, frightened. Shiya watches as they rush past her in their desperation to flee, all while she stands motionless with the hills at her back. The world is shifting again, growling underfoot even as the plants begin to wither and die. Like they will. She feels like the spawn of chaos, immune to the destruction as she remains safeguarded by His own magic. While she helped surface the diseased land of Pangea, thus birthing this mayhem, it is appearing beneficial in this moment. A jagged smile smears across her lips, watching as the world becomes a heavy blur. There is no need for her to make haste like these lowly pawns. The only reason she moves at all is so that she may perhaps find Vulgaris amid the chaos, but she doesn’t call to him, not yet. She nonchalantly ambles from Loess to this new land, her hips swaying languidly from side to side as she drinks in the sights. Smug in her travels, she eventually finds herself in the Pampas, her reptilian eyes sweeping across the unfamiliarity before being drawn to her stomach. The slight bit of movement attracts her, holding her focus for a long minute as she pictures the life they’ve created. A miracle churns to life in her womb. They will be a family again. It will be perfect. The confirmation of Loess residents reaches her nostrils again. There is Wolfbane, but he means nothing to her. Shiya has never been one for politics or a kingdom life. She is here for herself, for Vulgaris, and for their unborn child. While immune to this disastrous plague, Shiya savors the idea of a shelter from the mayhem. But we cannot escape the past, so you and I will never last original html by Jassal Once can only do so many beginning posts before they ultimately suck lol RE: anyone; - Noah - 11-01-2018 that's all there is noah RE: anyone; - Shiya - 11-01-2018 Deep down all you want is love The pure kind we all dream of Shiya doesn’t acknowledge the girl, not at first. Her initial span of attention gropes desperately for Vulgaris, but he has seemingly slipped away from the Pampas to seek others. Deep in her gut, she knows. Leliana is out there with their daughter and unborn child; it was only a matter of time before he melted into the shadows and discovered her whereabouts. Bristling, Shiya forces herself to eventually look away from the hazy border of the land to finally see, and recognize, Noah. While the name escapes her, the scent and picturesque face are beacons in her memory. And despite her disinterest in conversation, Shiya forces a jagged smile to stretch across her lips and soften the ridges of her face. It could be a distraction, if nothing else – a preventative restricting her from finding Vulgaris and ripping apart the threads of his and Leliana’s love. For a fleeting moment, she considers letting him once again slip through her fingers, but then she catches herself and reconsiders. Tilting her chin upward, she succumbs to having company and pushes Vulgaris, temporarily, to the back of her mind. ”Shiya,” she offers in a drawling tone while turning to face Noah. A moment’s hesitation enables her to grip and consider the congratulatory statement. She should be excited, dancing on Cloud 9 and shouting to the sky, but she is weighed by her worries of a crumbling family. ”Oh yes,” she lies with the sweetest of voices, concealing all ounces of malevolence that has inflicted her as of late. Innocence, she tells herself, play ignorant. ”The child is my utmost concern. I can only hope to protect it from this plague.” Of course it will survive – it has strong bloodlines and its mother is immune. What a beautiful thing. Breathing in a lungful of air, Shiya immerses herself in what may very well be her home for the next few months until all of this has subsided. A home. What an odd prospect. With a brow lifting underneath her forelock, Shiya’s reptilian gaze levels with Noah. ”Are you from Loess?” She pauses, connecting the pieces quickly together. ”I know you weren’t one to scramble for refuge – why would you when you are immune as well?” There is a motive to her presence here, among a pack of wolves. Shiya considers the options, but says nothing more as her eyes flicker between the hills and Noah. But we cannot escape the past, so you and I will never last original html by Jassal @[Noah] RE: anyone; - Noah - 11-03-2018 that's all there is noah |