Thread: Chains of Gossamer ~ Ashiaka & AlureNova

Kira had all but accepted that she was going to die, she wouldn't give up her struggle but it was doing nothing, she wasn't getting anywhere and the end was near. Then it all stopped, in a moment someone was up on the platform using magic, magic being the only reasonable explanation for what she had just witnessed, though she had never seen a magic user up close before. At first she was surprised but that soon changed to stunned, the beauty being the first thing that struck her, something about the woman making her heart skip a beat even in that situation. That didn't last long though, soon she found herself snarling at the words escaping her mouth, not to mention the manner in which she treated Kira, her hair being pulled unpleasant enough to get a cry of mixed pain and anger. She refrained from immediately yelling but the look on her face made it much more clear than any words could have, that defiant hate filled glare that would chill the spines of many who looked. She brought up some good points, her kingdom wasn't completely without fault, the people would cheer and most likely those who went against them would be killed, but they treated prisoners with more respect, treated those who fought with pride some respect. Not only that but they attacked her city not because it was weak but because it was no longer weak and they couldn't afford to let it become a viable leader in the lands, someone who could potentially destroy them without hesitation. They had been wrong, she had found that out the hard way, found out that they had quickly become more powerful and there was nothing they could do about it any longer. Her soon to be execution was soon to be there, though she wasn't sure what was happening on that front with the woman currently standing beside her, the interruption was unexpected and it gave Kira a dangerous thing, hope. I do not believe my country is completely honorable, we are human but me being here is proof that our actions had foundation, that you were a nation that needed to be dealt with in order for us to survive... Her own eyes glared into the other woman's a snarl plastered on her face as her beautiful features were twisted by anger. And I am not naive, I know that my people would treat their prisoners with some degree of respect, unlike your people who tossed up in a cell and neglected any proper human needs. Then, doing as the beauty tugging her hair did she whispered back, her voice low and venomous. And this is a sign of respect? That's laughable, it is humiliating and a sign of disrespect, though perhaps I'm simply ignorant of your culture. Regardless, not much of a death for a warrior... Being jeered at by the general populous, it's disgraceful is what it is... To me at least. She was obviously unhappy about it and she snarled once more, knowing it would hurt but ripping her hair from the woman's grasp before looking up at her with a grin. But be my guest, do whatever you believe to be the honorable thing in Xeria, have your oafish executioner lop off my head and be done with it for I promise you, my death will accomplish little and this jubilant atmosphere shown for such a grotesque spectacle will only become screaming and crying when soon it is your men and woman being paraded down these streets... She had no confidence but nobody would know that to look at her, Kira seemed absolutely sure that her people would come and right the wrong when she was gone and that while she may have been captured and killed that it would be turned around soon enough and that the people cheering today would be those persecuted the next.