#musereacts

"You're a freak."

"This isn't enough!"

"It's all your fault!"

"I will never forgive you."

"You never did help me."

"You're a complete failure."

"I hate you for what you did."

"You're so slow, get moving."

"I wish you would just disappear."

"You're not fit for this, go away. "

"That's just a piece of garbage. "

"Can't you do any better than this?"

"Forget it, you're not worth my time."

"Do you honestly think you're special?"

"Everyone was laughing, except for you."

"You're just a nuisance, get out of the way."

"You're such a dingbat! Why did you do that?"

"You screwed us all over. Now it's our turn."

"You could have been someone better than this."

[ nadri-the-preserver ]

"Odd," Kayle muses, as she follows the preserver around. Has seen her before, this young woman. She was not certain as to when, but an air of familiarity surrounds her, and she just follows. 

There was something else that compelled her, of course. The familiar aura of the Void too, yes. She frowns upon realizing she's stalking danger, but Kayle assumes that was the strange yet familiar aura that surrounds her. The summoner must have thought that Kayle wanted to ask something about herself, which she answers without the question itself.

Kayle merely raises an eyebrow, and tries to fill the blanks herself, but upon forming the words in her head, she may have realised she was too pushy to someone she knows by a second or less.

[ askshentheeyeoftwilight ]

"I know."

Kayle just digs around more the pile of reports, unsure where to look first. The influx of reports again. She hated it. She decides to step out of the messy pile, before walking right in front of the window, seeing all of the summoners walking below. It was nearing sunset, she thought. Why in the world are they around? Why aren't they sent for home?

[ iris-the-electromancer ]

The mercenaries were closing in. Kayle had to resort to using a knife, instead of her huge, cumbersome sword to fight, but then again, it seems that Iris was not able to establish a proper fighting stance , especially with the package in hand. 

In the end, Kayle just said that she will cover up for the courier as she strikes a nearby enemy. Gladly, the man was not able to counter and she manages to disable him with a wound on his shoulder. It was not long before another strikes her with an obviously-stolen musket in hand, and she pushes it away before the blade on the tip hits her.

Iris steps back and flashes a grin, before expressing her faith on the angel.

Kayle just grins back, slightly uncharacteristic, before lodging her dagger to another man's arm.

After-match rage. Not exactly a selection she'd have in her arsenal of words, but accurate enough to be the first thing that came into Kayle's mind as soon as she saw the enforcer stomping out of the summoning area with someone else in its metal gauntlets, balling in to a fist.

Yes, someone else.

It took a while for the other summoners to calm Vi down, and gladly, she stopped before she landed a blow to the poor guy -- but it's like he had not been squished enough. Kayle tended to what little bruises he obtained from the encounter, and made sure to catch up to Vi, who had already made enough distance from the summoning area. She is mad, yes, but for some reason, Kayle can tell there was something else, especially when she have heard Vi mutter to herself.

"Hey." She tries to get the enforcer's attention, and ignore whatever Vi had said to herself. No, they were not that close; but to be someone to be with her, at least... that, she can do. At least, if something was actually up.