#therealmofmuses

Even now during their waking hours, Somnio could see that they thought of nothing more than whatever wins or pleasures they could get their hands on next. How rapidly his interest in humanity was draining. However, a glimpse of red hair then flashed in his vision, a feeling of something not quite human drifting across his senses. Somnio paused and turned, locking eyes with a woman. He hadn’t run across any non-humans since he’d taken over this body, and there was something about her that almost...frightened him. A look in her eyes that caused the hair at the back of his neck to stand. When was the last time he’d felt anything even remotely close to fear...? “You...” the demon’s eyes narrowed, voice low among the din of the crowd around them. “Who are you?”

              “ i’d scold you for getting injured again, but i suppose i’ll let you off if you let me patch you up. ” a SIGH escaped her lips where - mouth - pulled into a small smile. it was a ( side ) of her she rarely showed anyone. a usually STRICT black warrior was - secretly - harboring a softer side of hers only to those she deemed to be WORTHY of her trust. “ and who do i have to hurt this time ? ” the sentence added in a hint of ( playfulness ), but one could tell that it was half serious. she would do that in a HEARTBEAT if she knew who ( lay a hand ) on him.

  “Are... Did you summon me?” Great. “I haven’t been summoned in ages! Where did you even learn how?” A sigh rolled off her lips and she pulled at her gloves. “Well, I’m sure you know the rules then? Three wishes--that’s all.”

@therealmofmuses​.

           “Ouch!” The small girl withdrew her hand, cradling her hand in the other. Tears immediately welled up in her eyes like someone turned on a spigot and there was nothing to do that could stop it. If her eyes lids were dams, they were cracking under the pressure. Her tiny body sunk to the floor, staring at the searing pain in her hand like she had touched an oven top. She didn’t know what her hand went to in order to get that kind of reaction but it hurt! She ended up plopping down on her behind when she got close enough to the ground, letting the tears stream down her eyes, figuring that this would be better than going straight home to Silva with tears in her eyes, knowing that the bigger woman would probably take things the wrong way and prepare for a fight that Desa, herself, didn’t want to be a part of.

“Callie!” A voice rang out and the young girl whirled around and ran, giggling, towards the approaching figure. Imani bent down to gently admonish the young girl before walking up to the stranger. “I’m sorry about that,” she gestured to the girl who was now smiling at the stranger from behind the older woman’s legs. “Sometimes Callie likes to speak before she thinks about it.”