[ She had been hoping, that perhaps if she made it to Highstorm, and had gotten samples of the branches, plants, and yes, even a few blighted individuals here, she could take them back down into Kowloon to the labs that she shared with Bondrewd. It would be at least be of some use, since She had little competency with science -- and more of the magical arts -- and while her Walin-Falme had wandered off into the mist after some roots, she'd gotten... lost.
The creature wasn't far, and she could call it at any time, but...
She turned, when Misa spoke up, and Akua's lips quirked into a smile. Though she had recently offloaded her Blight onto someone unsuspecting, it did not take long to accrue more. She could feel it, that chill feeling, settling into her bones, threatening to tip closer into something that made her feel stiff, and weak. She presented a brave front to Misa, but she had wronged the woman, back on the Scorching Isles. It would be within her right to seek revenge, though Akua did not intend to let her simply take it.
She shifted her fur mantle up and a little tighter around her shoulders. The cut of her coat and britches still left enough exposed skin to see the hint of her shard beneath it. ]
Why, Miss Misa. How lovely to see you again.
Would you be a dear, and escort me?
[ She'll try to start it out friendly, at least. ]
YEEEE TY
The creature wasn't far, and she could call it at any time, but...
She turned, when Misa spoke up, and Akua's lips quirked into a smile. Though she had recently offloaded her Blight onto someone unsuspecting, it did not take long to accrue more. She could feel it, that chill feeling, settling into her bones, threatening to tip closer into something that made her feel stiff, and weak. She presented a brave front to Misa, but she had wronged the woman, back on the Scorching Isles. It would be within her right to seek revenge, though Akua did not intend to let her simply take it.
She shifted her fur mantle up and a little tighter around her shoulders. The cut of her coat and britches still left enough exposed skin to see the hint of her shard beneath it. ]
Why, Miss Misa. How lovely to see you again.
Would you be a dear, and escort me?
[ She'll try to start it out friendly, at least. ]