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 Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2017 2:35 am
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Was it to much to ask for a little peace?
Zeylla glowered at the redblood as she splashed about the hot spring like a goddamn child, and tried once again to settle back against the cool stones ringing the pool and pretend she was alone. She had expected this little trip to be a struggle, but had also hoped that her companion had some minuet touch of decency and common courtesy. How very wrong she had been to even hope for that. Really, she shouldn't have been surprised to find out Akkira was just about as couth as a mudbeast in, well, a puddle of mud. The redblood had done nothing since their arrival but be loud, obtrusive and disruptive. Though as Akkira took a moment to stop her incessant thrashing, Zeylla found herself thinking that perhaps she would have a moment to relax for real and slid down the rocks until the water tickled her chin. Her eyes watched Akkira as the redblood floated about the other edge of the water, before slowly sliding shut as the warmth of the springs enveloped her and she succumbed to its gentle hold.
Maybe she was finally exhausted and would settle down, and the greyblood could finally have a moment of peace. She let bubbles ripple from her mouth as she let out a relaxed sigh below the water, and gently ran her hands along the top, like she was smoothing out a blanket. This was peaceful. This was exactly what she needed. She almost felt the urge to thank Akkira for inviting her.
Almost being the key word.
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