#ardereildiko

The tiny little grey poofball rolled around on the ground, yipping in a high pitched bark. He paused suddenly, as if he saw something...but it was just the short little stub of his tail, and suddenly he yelped excitedly and whirled around in a circle, trying to catch it. He only run a couple circles before tripping on his surprisingly big paws and rolling head over paws along the ground, coming to a stop suddenly against someone or something that, when he sniffed at it, made him sneeze.

Nash refused to react to the bone needle piercing his skin as the woman slowly knit his broken skin together. "I thank you for this assistance, madam."

"Literally, in your case." Sanya patted out the flames on his jacket and glanced at her. He tried to squash the awkwardness that he felt; Michael had killed many of her kind. Sanya had no fight with them, so he was willing to team up with her on this battle.

I find I have such...interesting people 'following' me. Did not realize that I, in turn, seem to be so interesting.

[  ♕  ]        "If you bite me, I'll cut off your head. Fair enough?"

-starts towards her...then hesitates when he smells her, backing away a step warily with an uncertain growl, not quite sure what to think of her-

Hannah feels a little stupid calling “relaxing” a hobby, but after a decade (and counting) of being constantly on the move and near-constantly in danger, that’s exactly what it’s become. If she’s by herself, finds a couple hours of downtime, and the weather or location permit, she’ll do something like sunbathe or go for a massage. 

Ivy is much more likely to take a liking to a person if that person treats her like a regular girl. This goes double for people she meets who already know she is the Archive.