Lunamor

Luna grumbled at him.

Granted. It’s filled with sour cream. I wish for some shredded cheese.

Zura growled when the Tühine dared to call her a flatlander. Apparently the woman had been contractee. That made some sort of sense, at least. The Ta’e’ilons didn’t have a clear side in the Cahayan war. But shouldn’t she have been back in her own country, fighting the Nomads? He claimed that they were trying to get back home. Zura raised an eyebrow at that. Did he really expect her to call anywhere in Tühine home? What sort of world was he living in? A world where missing carriages were apparently enough to make blood sworn enemies allies, she supposed. She hoped that false world view lasted until she could escape. His display of Entropy had set her on edge. It was a powerful Instinct. Her eyes flickered between the black flames and his face. She could probably take him in a fight, but as information starved as she was, she didn’t want to risk it. He whispered something to the woman and she strained- unsuccessfully- to hear what it was. Were they making battle plans? Deciding on how best to destroy her? Then the woman said that she would fight for the Tühine, that he was a friend. A friend. What self respecting human being would ever make friends with a Tühine? A contract could be a conceivable idea, if the contractee lacked a certain amount of morals, but this was just madness. Didn’t she know of the horrible things the enemy did, how he would kill her as soon as she turned her back? Did she even care? She decided to answer the enemy’s question. ”I do not remember whatever happened to the carriage because I wasn’t there.” She had to restrain herself, keep her voice from shouting. Her grip tightened on the knife until her knuckles were white on the last few words.!She was tired of their lies. Keeping the venomous edge out of her voice was getting harder and harder. Why hadn’t they given up yet? The only thing keeping her from stabbing the Tühine right through the heart was the woman’s threat.

Ah, ok! Thanks for the clarification

Luna awkwardly stood there and considered starting to breakdance again.

What’cha guys talking about?

I’m probably gonna spend that long watching Friends

Zura narrowed her eyes slightly. This stranger seemed to know an odd amount of accurate information about her. Did she have a Truth instinct? Or had they been spying on her? The chances of that were very low, but it was a possibility. Facet instincts were rather annoying about that sort of stuff, and finding one of them to hire was fairly easy. If you had the money. It was just then that she noticed the destroyed carriage behind them. They definitely had had enough money at some point, with a vehicle like that. But how had it been grounded like that? It show have had a full team of horses attached. Quite a few corpses surrounded it, all with gruesome injuries. They could have only been dead for a few hours, based on how they looked. And was that blood over there, away from the dead? Odd. Was the devastation the cause of a person or monster? Or both? She itched to ask all of these questions, but she held her tongue. Cahayans never showed weakness- especially in front of their enemies. The woman had moved her hand to the handle of her weapon, like she was preparing for a fight. Zura tensed even further, unsure what such a fight would even be like. She had so little information... she didn’t usually need too much, with her luck and all, but now that she was deep in hostile territory she needed all of the advantages she could get. ”Are you working with the Tühine?” She asked Sagitta, almost spitting out the last word.

Cake of the coffee. Coffee has lots of repeated letters. Ccooffee.

But it’s good weird! And I can almost certainly guarantee that you aren’t any weirder than I am at the moment

I prefer Baked Hawaii myself.

“I don’t think I’ve heard that one before. Is it fun?”

Uh oh...

Coooookies I just realized how awesome the word cookie is.

“Ok, cool! Just warning you, I don’t have too great of a singing voice. What do you wanna sing?”

Luna blushed. “Oh, I, um, meant you and Truthless could sing a duet, but I’ll sing if you really want me to...” I hope I didn’t interpret what he said wrong, talking is hard

Well now I’m sad. I hope you ended up feeling better soon! Luna clapped excitedly, grinning. “I can’t believe you know the whole song!”

Luna smiled at the ‘my lady’. “Singin’ in the rain, please!”

Caaaaaaake

Luna threw another umbrella at him, yelling something about a duet. It was hard to hear what she said over the sudden downpour that had appeared (somehow indoors).

Let’s go back to desserts! Ice Cream!

Excessive Anxiety! This got rather dark real quick.

Luna threw an umbrella at him and requested he start singin’ (and dancin’) in the rain.