by knightedhamster » Sat Nov 18, 2017 5:48 am
"I-I think s-so..." Emilie stutters, even at a glance at the young girl suffering for anxiety, she seems brave to stick through Hilda's attacks. Back in the sky, Hilda sighs in exasperation. "No. And don't you have other things to do. Don't you know this airspace is restricted area? Also, clouds are under MY control. So skiddadle before a capsize that cloud."
knightedhamster †
he/him
visual - kei and classic lolita
Behold the fearsome flame, you Knight.
With embers fast and young,
there shall be smoke upon your lips,
and iron on your tongue.