My heart is a weapon of war; Healers, any

[Davina]

Despite her sides heaving, and the manipulative call of sleep, Davina still finds her gaze fixed on the water, the waves crashing fluidly, dancing on the shoreline. A subtle beam of light enters her eye-line, her violet eyes dance with curiosity, as yet another shoots into the depths of the sea, illuminating small silhouettes of fish before vanishing. She didn't question the occurrence, perhaps it correlated with the sky, or the bioluminescence of plankton swept up within an undertow. But it isn't until she hears, the clattering of footsteps nearing her sickly body, that she realizes that she wasn't alone. 

Her heart flutters when she sees him, her gaze examining him, his bones are strong and limber, as they collectively make up his skeletal appearance, he's young yet not as young as herself. A look of worry is written all over his face, as he nears her, the very same look reminds her of her mother. His touch is sweet, and activates every nerve in her body, filling her with a sense of warmth, as he nuzzles her shoulder. She smiles weakly, despite her condition, lifting her head for a moment or two before collapsing her pearl crown. "Okayyy.." She emits, the very word is sweet yet weak, her tone is soft and raspy, almost like a frog is stuck in her throat, and it trails off.

She watches him rise, and with almost a frantic motion he hails for his mothers, he's right to do so, any child would do the same, but he's grown, yet still dependent on their knowledge, Davina can appreciate that. He vanishes for a moment or two, for what she assumes he's looking for help, it isn't long until he returns, she finds that he has laid himself beside her, his touch is warm, and sweet against her frail body. She's grateful for his company, it had been quite some time since she'd been within the company of others, she didn't want to risk the lives of the healthy for her own selfish desire of companionship. But with him it feels different, he's choosing to be beside her, to be her shoulder to lean on, she'd never felt something like this.

She gathers her strength, her heaving had ceased for the moment, but her breath is still ragged. She raises her opalescent cranium, meeting him eye to eye, "I'm Davina." She expels, her vocals spill out of her lips like whiskey, sweet and smooth. "Thank you for being here with me.." a gentle smile washes over her lips, "What's your name?" She questions with an inquisitive notion.  

my heart is a weapon of war

Davina

@[Sviko]