Get Well Soon [Closed]
Who: Melone (babyfaced_killa) and Ashura (heavens_schism)
What: A visit to a recovering friend.
When: After this post.
Where: Teepee 48
Summary: Since Melone got injured by Kuro, Ashura has been worried for him. Now that sie knows he isn't dead, sie's coming by to check on him!
Rating: Historic moment here- A PG Melone log!
The changing seasons of Sieben often made Ashura wish sie had come with the cloak sie used to wear when they went through towns. Hir tunic was fine on the spring and summer days, but sie spent the falls and winters hovering small flames near hirself whenever sie went out, without a cloak or Yasha to ward off the chill.
Sie approached the settlement from the woods, and unlit the flames as teepee 48 drew near--the dwellings were made of grass, so Ashura was always careful to keep hir fire clear of them. A bunch of neon-colored flowers were clasped in hir hands. If Melone couldn't go outside, the least sie could do was make the inside a little bit prettier.
"Melone?" sie called, from outside of the tent flap. Hir nerves were still slightly on edge from thinking Melone had been dead; somehow, sie couldn't bring hirself to just walk in, in case there wasn't a living person inside. Shivering at the thought, sie reminded hirself that it was all right, and things were going to be fine. "It's Ashura..."
What: A visit to a recovering friend.
When: After this post.
Where: Teepee 48
Summary: Since Melone got injured by Kuro, Ashura has been worried for him. Now that sie knows he isn't dead, sie's coming by to check on him!
Rating: Historic moment here- A PG Melone log!
The changing seasons of Sieben often made Ashura wish sie had come with the cloak sie used to wear when they went through towns. Hir tunic was fine on the spring and summer days, but sie spent the falls and winters hovering small flames near hirself whenever sie went out, without a cloak or Yasha to ward off the chill.
Sie approached the settlement from the woods, and unlit the flames as teepee 48 drew near--the dwellings were made of grass, so Ashura was always careful to keep hir fire clear of them. A bunch of neon-colored flowers were clasped in hir hands. If Melone couldn't go outside, the least sie could do was make the inside a little bit prettier.
"Melone?" sie called, from outside of the tent flap. Hir nerves were still slightly on edge from thinking Melone had been dead; somehow, sie couldn't bring hirself to just walk in, in case there wasn't a living person inside. Shivering at the thought, sie reminded hirself that it was all right, and things were going to be fine. "It's Ashura..."