Voice

[mhaya]

Just look at all the green commala...well, some are a bit greener than others.

[Her voice is musical, like a siren's song that beckons you closer.]Oh, pets. With so many hearts already broken, we couldn't allow them to be crushed as well. There are simply some things that even my baby brother can't fix

Comments

[illusivetactics]

Cold or altogether lost.

[mhaya]

The world has moved on. Were you left behind?

[illusivetactics]

Moved on to what, I wonder?

[mhaya]

What do you desire it to be?

[agent_africa]

And what's that supposed to mean?

[mhaya]

Sheva, isn't it? You're practically kindling.

[agent_africa]

Kindling? For what?

[mhaya]

For the fire in the heart of any man or woman here.

Among...other places.

[yugash]

Still flapping your jilly-mouth.

[mhaya]

You fix things your way. I fix them mine.

[yugash]

With none but a lark and a heartache! These folken are laggard enough, Mhaya, make ye no mischief.

[mhaya]

Come talk to me when you're a little older and understand these matters.

[vaterunser]

How absolutely charming.

[mhaya]

Do you know what charm is?

[vaterunser]

Do you known I have no patience for silly questions?

[mhaya]

[Her voice becomes softer...almost pitying.]

Oh pet, you will need both patience and charm in the future.

[dragon_savior]

I'm content with tending to my own fire, thanks.

[mhaya]

And that's what makes you green.

[dragon_savior]

None of you like speaking in a direct manner, do you?

[mhaya]

Isn't there anyone else here who could keep that fire burning?