[She had little reason to be surprised these days, having seen the number of things she had. She had, in fact, come looking for this very person and by all accounts should not feel as shocked as she does, and yet...
The sight of stark red amidst the wasteland of warm sands and decrepit buildings is like a beacon to her eyes, and follow it down they do. She'd half a mind to call out but simply managed a questioning, alarmed tone as she uttered the girl's name and watched her fall.
Seeing her handily dispatch the sin eater after isn't nearly as shocking (This is, after all, the same young woman who'd fought back a horde of red kojin single handed just to buy her companions an escape.), and all that Ziva can think about now is reaching her, a strange blend of emotions swelling in her chest.
Godsdamn it all, this will be harder than she thought, won't it? To pretend to remember nothing of all she'd learned of Alisaie and Lyse and the others in Lunatia? To set aside memories of all the time they'd spent there just doing normal, mundane things. She knew more than she should now, and at keeping secrets, Ziva was no expert. Sooner or later she was bound to let something slip that she likely wasn't meant to know yet- if ever at all.
But, bah- she stubbornly puts all that aside! Even just the sight of Alisaie's back as she draws nearer is enough to make her forget those worries and all others, a smile coming unbidden.]
Talk about a grand entrance... and here I was, hoping to be the one to surprise you.
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The sight of stark red amidst the wasteland of warm sands and decrepit buildings is like a beacon to her eyes, and follow it down they do. She'd half a mind to call out but simply managed a questioning, alarmed tone as she uttered the girl's name and watched her fall.
Seeing her handily dispatch the sin eater after isn't nearly as shocking (This is, after all, the same young woman who'd fought back a horde of red kojin single handed just to buy her companions an escape.), and all that Ziva can think about now is reaching her, a strange blend of emotions swelling in her chest.
Godsdamn it all, this will be harder than she thought, won't it? To pretend to remember nothing of all she'd learned of Alisaie and Lyse and the others in Lunatia? To set aside memories of all the time they'd spent there just doing normal, mundane things. She knew more than she should now, and at keeping secrets, Ziva was no expert. Sooner or later she was bound to let something slip that she likely wasn't meant to know yet- if ever at all.
But, bah- she stubbornly puts all that aside! Even just the sight of Alisaie's back as she draws nearer is enough to make her forget those worries and all others, a smile coming unbidden.]
Talk about a grand entrance... and here I was, hoping to be the one to surprise you.