help this poor soul. and release me from this cruel world
「 AMARA.LIVIANUS 」
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She couldn’t contain her laughter at the sound of “carefully” hidden distress in her partner’s voice and so she didn’t.The black ball shook alongside her shoulders and it was only the loud squawking of a bird that reminded her of the situation at hand.
Phoenix’s suggestion was rather sound, but the only problem was how the Hell she would conceal a raven sitting on a blob of pure darkness. She let out a sigh and pinched the bridge of her nose knowing what she had to do, but not liking it immensely - and neither would the bird.
With a sudden movement she pulled poncho over her shoulders and grabbed the orb next to her with the bird still on it. It nestled nicely in the crook of her elbow and she could feel the bird trying to fly away, but Amara kept a firm grip.
“Until you transform back, you’re going to stay under here,” a loud screech and a bit to her elbow caused her to wince, “And I don’t trust you not to fly away.”
It scratched her three more times and finally she was fed up with the constant harassment that she let the bird go, but only so far. Amara made it sit on her shoulder and with a glare that said if it pooped or ran away from her, it would have Hell to pay. It didn’t acknowledge her demand but it didn’t move either which Amara took as a good sign.
If worse came to worse she’d make Phoenix fly after Macha where it would then be promptly stuck inside her cape once more.
She then turned her gaze toward her partner and stared into his eyes, trying to look intimidating, "Not a word, you hear?” Amara kept her voice level but the squirming animal underneath her was taking away her seriousness.
The two sisters seemed horrified at what she was doing with Macha but Amara kept them in line with a well placed, ‘this could be you,” line. It instantly shut them up long enough to google search some places to visit - finally their true mission would come into play.
“Kids like art right? Do you think they’d appreciate the beauty of looking at paintings at National Gallery of Ireland?” At the mention of art the twins shook their head no and the crow made a noise of disapproval. Once more she sighed and looked at the kids in silent question of what they would like to do.”
“I want ice cream and cake and cookies!” Bad suggested enthusiastically, Anand quickly nodded her head in agreement with a scream of, “Me too.”
“SQUAK.”
These kids were going to kill her, and her wallet. With a look of defeat she turned her gaze to Phoenix and prompted him to either deny or accept their suggestion. It wasn’t fair to him, but then again she would have bird marks on her skin for weeks.
Phoenix’s suggestion was rather sound, but the only problem was how the Hell she would conceal a raven sitting on a blob of pure darkness. She let out a sigh and pinched the bridge of her nose knowing what she had to do, but not liking it immensely - and neither would the bird.
With a sudden movement she pulled poncho over her shoulders and grabbed the orb next to her with the bird still on it. It nestled nicely in the crook of her elbow and she could feel the bird trying to fly away, but Amara kept a firm grip.
“Until you transform back, you’re going to stay under here,” a loud screech and a bit to her elbow caused her to wince, “And I don’t trust you not to fly away.”
It scratched her three more times and finally she was fed up with the constant harassment that she let the bird go, but only so far. Amara made it sit on her shoulder and with a glare that said if it pooped or ran away from her, it would have Hell to pay. It didn’t acknowledge her demand but it didn’t move either which Amara took as a good sign.
If worse came to worse she’d make Phoenix fly after Macha where it would then be promptly stuck inside her cape once more.
She then turned her gaze toward her partner and stared into his eyes, trying to look intimidating, "Not a word, you hear?” Amara kept her voice level but the squirming animal underneath her was taking away her seriousness.
The two sisters seemed horrified at what she was doing with Macha but Amara kept them in line with a well placed, ‘this could be you,” line. It instantly shut them up long enough to google search some places to visit - finally their true mission would come into play.
“Kids like art right? Do you think they’d appreciate the beauty of looking at paintings at National Gallery of Ireland?” At the mention of art the twins shook their head no and the crow made a noise of disapproval. Once more she sighed and looked at the kids in silent question of what they would like to do.”
“I want ice cream and cake and cookies!” Bad suggested enthusiastically, Anand quickly nodded her head in agreement with a scream of, “Me too.”
“SQUAK.”
These kids were going to kill her, and her wallet. With a look of defeat she turned her gaze to Phoenix and prompted him to either deny or accept their suggestion. It wasn’t fair to him, but then again she would have bird marks on her skin for weeks.