Katsuya
Magical artist
- Sabotage mission -
Thera looked at her fussing brother, stoic at first, but her expression softened to a small smile. ‘I have to. They are rough with the needle, dear Lysander.’ Then with a sigh, she pretended to be drugged and let her brother pull her out of the room, swimming slow as if she had no energy. Isa hugged Moss’ hand, snuggling into it as he got squished affectionally.
Moss can feel the strong vibrations from outside of the palace: the battle is getting tough. Pulsating in different motions and feeling slight pressure as soon he left Thera’s room until they reached Alloys’ room. Luckily enough, no one has swam in their way. It might be because the ambassadors have gone to safety while the battle ensues.
As they closed the door, was when Isa decided to take his disguise off, surprising Thera as she watched him study the machine, finding it’s weak point, and shutting it down. It took a few minutes, as if he had already dealt with something similar. Making her believe that this huge machine came from his realm. To think, he would even ask Moss to keep an eye out, in case anyone came in the room while he focused on the machine.
She wanted to ask where he meet this landwalker, however she kept still. Focused on attacking whomever comes in.
No did, however. After a muffled ‘ding!’, the machine turned off and Isa had fun ripping the connected tubes out. The air bubble flickered and broke. The rush of water surprised the redhead whom wasn‘t ready for it and held onto the machine’s railings for dear life until the currents calmed. Isa trembled with wide eyes and swam towards Moss, holding onto one of his fins for comfort. Then he changed himself back into an octopus. Clinging onto his fin. Thera blinked before looking at her brother.
Do . . . Do they have a thing?
Nonetheless, she followed her brother as they made an escape through the large windows and past the gardens. Only to spot a sole siren in guard of the back gates. His grey eyes stayed focus as he seemed to wait for something to happen——actually, it was strange. Wasn’t he one of the ambass-
Thera pulled Moss into a stray coral formation with wide eyes, recognizing the siren.
“I know you’re there.” The siren said out loud, sharp grey eyes stared straight ahead. “Just come out and face your maker.”
Zer0
Thera looked at her fussing brother, stoic at first, but her expression softened to a small smile. ‘I have to. They are rough with the needle, dear Lysander.’ Then with a sigh, she pretended to be drugged and let her brother pull her out of the room, swimming slow as if she had no energy. Isa hugged Moss’ hand, snuggling into it as he got squished affectionally.
Moss can feel the strong vibrations from outside of the palace: the battle is getting tough. Pulsating in different motions and feeling slight pressure as soon he left Thera’s room until they reached Alloys’ room. Luckily enough, no one has swam in their way. It might be because the ambassadors have gone to safety while the battle ensues.
As they closed the door, was when Isa decided to take his disguise off, surprising Thera as she watched him study the machine, finding it’s weak point, and shutting it down. It took a few minutes, as if he had already dealt with something similar. Making her believe that this huge machine came from his realm. To think, he would even ask Moss to keep an eye out, in case anyone came in the room while he focused on the machine.
She wanted to ask where he meet this landwalker, however she kept still. Focused on attacking whomever comes in.
No did, however. After a muffled ‘ding!’, the machine turned off and Isa had fun ripping the connected tubes out. The air bubble flickered and broke. The rush of water surprised the redhead whom wasn‘t ready for it and held onto the machine’s railings for dear life until the currents calmed. Isa trembled with wide eyes and swam towards Moss, holding onto one of his fins for comfort. Then he changed himself back into an octopus. Clinging onto his fin. Thera blinked before looking at her brother.
Do . . . Do they have a thing?
Nonetheless, she followed her brother as they made an escape through the large windows and past the gardens. Only to spot a sole siren in guard of the back gates. His grey eyes stayed focus as he seemed to wait for something to happen——actually, it was strange. Wasn’t he one of the ambass-
Thera pulled Moss into a stray coral formation with wide eyes, recognizing the siren.
“I know you’re there.” The siren said out loud, sharp grey eyes stared straight ahead. “Just come out and face your maker.”
Zer0