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❝ MHM, ISN'T THAT WHY YOU'RE HERE ? ❞ the spellblade challenged, barely suppressing a grin. ❝ to answer all my prayers, perform wonders ? ❞

he's likely here to waste your time - no half-breed can defeat the likes of our enemy. an opportunist at best.

lysandra gripped the hilt of ALUNETH more tightly like she could CRUSH the sword's windpipe as the entity's BITTER little thoughts floated about in her skull . it was one thing that it never stopped talking , but over a thousand years of being bound to the magical weapon..it would appear any semblance of politeness had been eroded. if it had ever existed to begin with.

she smiled. act natural.

Am I not allowed happiness?

Sheva and all her girlfriends were living it up on the beach; she was slathered in sunscreen and shimmer lotion that smelled like soft cocoa and vanilla. Her waist was set with gold and pale sea shells that dangled and crowned the full of her hips.

Energetic music flowed from the boom box on the heap of sand along side of their towels, and the coolers dripped with condensation from the slow melting ice. They wede all a little tipsy, and Sheva had the moutj of an open beer to plump lips-' the chilled, bubbly, liquid burst flavor against her tongue as she tiled her head back to take a sip.

"Sheva! You know... that thing?" Rebecca said it slyly, calling her attention. When she looked her best friend's way, Becca is holding a watermelon in both arms, speckled in droplets of water. "They don't believe me."

With a chuckle, Sheva leaned down, set her bottle firm in the sand, and made motion to receive the fruit. "All right, but I'll do it only once. I hate to waste food." Their companions gather around, filled with giggles and chatter, eager for the show.

Dropped down onto her towel, Sheva set the melon between bare and strong thighs and wiggled until it set right. With her hands braced behind herself and her friends watching with baited breath, she tensed and began to squeeze. The muscle in her legs flexed, hard as stone and prominent, and her core drew tight as she drew her legs together with determination.

At first, there was no change, just her jaw clenched and a sharp breath from her nose...but slowly the hard flesh of the watermelon began to spider, crack, and soon the juicy inside began to trickle down her skin. The girls let out a squeal of surprise when it finally burst open, leaving a mess of sticky sweet between her legs.

Rebecca grinned from ear to ear, her arms crossed beneath her chest as the others let out a cheer.

"Told you."

☂️  for  a  weather  based  starter .

❁ ❜ . *  THE FOG ROLLED IN HEAVY, LIKE A THICK BLANKET OF FLEECE. sheva had never been a fan of chilly weather or air so dogged with vapor she feared drowning. it was just her luck then as she'd spilled herself out of bed that morning, that everything had turned grey and wet. the sky above threatened to break open if the sound of the occasional rolling thunder was to be trusted. the rendezvous was set; kira drake had a past as cloudy as the atmosphere, and despite having worked with them countless of times, Sheva really never had been able to make a verdict that was concrete. what she DID know for certain, was that punctuality mattered to drake. the familiar silhouette headed her way and parted the mist arrived just as the big hand hit twelve and the little hit six. the alomar woman wasn't sure what the aversion to sunlight really was with kira, but had chosen some time ago NOT to question it; it had given her plenty opportunity to prepare and make sure all of her belongings were accounted for, before heading out to meet. as she pulled herself away from the trunk of a tree she had been using as a leaning post, sheva adjusted the duffle on her shoulder and waited until her companion was in full view. ❝ glad to see you made it. chris gave us about an hour before we fly out to romania. do you have everything? ❞

@corvidamned

Thanks for the question! :)

My d class oc((hazel)) got in trouble for stealing government documents many times but the thing that put her in jail was the death of a guard at Area 51.

She would go into government bases to get documents or any evidence of aliens or Cryptids or hack to share the knowledge.