[ At Misa's exclamation, she smiled, a sharp smile of a Praesi. It's over confident -- and rightly so -- in that moment. Her fingers dipped to crack the last of the shard free, that picture of such an unremarkable and ignorable man something that she would take for herself -- free Misa of whatever thoughts she had of him -- and Misa will find that the cold does not touch her, but even as one hand grasped the shard to pull it free her other...
It whipped down, lightning fast. Misa pulling a knife was only a surprise as Akua didn't think she had it in her. The cute guise was enough for her to have thought maybe she couldn't, but she was Praesi, and not just that, Highborn. She'd suffered enough assassination attempts by the time she was six that she simply expected it as part of everyday life. She had been raised ingesting antitoxins and antivenoms before events, learning personal defense as something that she would need to know for normal life, and she had been trained in more forms of martial skills than even some who went to the war college.
Her hand snaked out, to grip Misa's wrist. The blade caught her abdomen still, but she tugged it off to the side, leaving a cut in her coat. ]
Now, now, Misa. You cannot expect to betray a Sahelian like that. You must be more clever than simply brandishing a knife dearest.
[ A Smile, and she leaned forward. ]
The last person to kill me had to burn me to cinders to take care of me.
[ Howl had certainly done that, hadn't he? She smiled sweetly, and held up the shard of memories, as she crushed it to pieces before her very eyes, and let it drift into her hourglass. ]
misa she thinks you're gorgeous, u could do so much better
It whipped down, lightning fast. Misa pulling a knife was only a surprise as Akua didn't think she had it in her. The cute guise was enough for her to have thought maybe she couldn't, but she was Praesi, and not just that, Highborn. She'd suffered enough assassination attempts by the time she was six that she simply expected it as part of everyday life. She had been raised ingesting antitoxins and antivenoms before events, learning personal defense as something that she would need to know for normal life, and she had been trained in more forms of martial skills than even some who went to the war college.
Her hand snaked out, to grip Misa's wrist. The blade caught her abdomen still, but she tugged it off to the side, leaving a cut in her coat. ]
Now, now, Misa. You cannot expect to betray a Sahelian like that. You must be more clever than simply brandishing a knife dearest.
[ A Smile, and she leaned forward. ]
The last person to kill me had to burn me to cinders to take care of me.
[ Howl had certainly done that, hadn't he? She smiled sweetly, and held up the shard of memories, as she crushed it to pieces before her very eyes, and let it drift into her hourglass. ]
I hope you're not too disappointed, dear.