Deathshadowed - 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐭.

“You smell of death. Everything about you is an endless goodbye.”

—

Nikita Gill, from Demeter To Hades (A Mother’s Fury) in “Great Goddesses: Life Lessons From Myths And Monsters”

(via adrasteiax)

send 🙌 to grab my muse by the throat

this can either be aggressive or flirty. the context of why is entirely up to you and for you to specify if you'd like!

Figured out why my intestines wanted to murder me yesterday

From the insane amount of stress my period broke through the permanent birth control pills I'm taking, because my cramps during it reach medieval torture levels. I'm in pain, emotional so I will probably be lurking? I'm still available though, I desperately need distraction

“No, I don't take it personally at all.” as she was told he wasn't even supposed to be there “It was just surprising and he didn't even wait for me to tell to use an another window.” Karma shrugged and decided to leave out commentary about how...disastrous that situation could've been. To put it mildly.

A quick eyebrow raise behind the wide sunglasses; erase her memory? As in Men in Black style or a more...brutal method? She wasn't keen figuring that out. Breathing even, arms loosely at her sides in case of the attempt- oh so he wasn't just dressed like a rebel.

“Well, you pretty much already answered everything I wanted to ask or confirm.” her smile hinted mischief, she liked his attitude more than she expressed

“Except for one thing. You all seem to...fancy my house and the surrounding area to arrive. Is something happening in the town which I should be aware of?” she asked, then figured she can reveal a few things about herself as well in return

“You see, this whole ridiculous businesswoman getup is my costume.” she sighed, twirling the sunglasses around a long finger before she opened her eyes

“I'm Karma. So if someone or something is fucking around nearby, that's my business too.”

"So Pavitr teleported into your living room? That's rough buddy." - From Hobie

“More like...interesting. And unexpected.” Karma added, not shaken by the occurrence the slightest. Sunglasses adjusted slightly, an unconscious gesture by now, well aware how unnerving her eyes are. Along with the extreme yoga Pavitr managed to witness

“I assume you know each other then.” she inquired carefully, so far she had positive experiences with these dimension hopping...spider people? Spider Team?

Behind the shield of the dark tinted glasses Karma studied the young man, committing the smallest details to memory. She had the gut feeling this won't be her last encounter with him.

“I'm not angry at your friend, if that's the reason you also decided to drop by. Although I might have spooked him a little.”

Good thing she wasn't unnerved by her eyes, or at least great at hiding it. Karma made sure her gestures come across as non threatening as possible, terrifying a child definitely wasn't on her to do list. Slightly surprised by the enthusiastic answer, until the robot came barreling towards the little girl.

When she scaled that thing was when Karma hid the revolver with the same speed she she instinctively whipped it out.

“That's...certainly outstanding and special!” she couldn't help the infectious smile spreading on her own dark lips as well

Her eyebrows shot up almost into her hairline as the child took a literal spider out of the robot. What she has built.

“...You built this?” Karma asked in disbelief laced awe

“How old are you?” she laughed brightly in wonder at the brilliant mind “Oh and your best friend spider! Does he have a name?” well...she was told they could communicate so that meant the spider was a mutated one, enough to understand human gestures so Karma gave it- him a small wave

"Uuuuh I actually don't have powers like the others, see me and my spider more do former a psychic link." From Peni

Well, that caught her off guard.

What she's even supposed to say to that?

“I-uh...also can't shoot webs.” Karma offered a tiny piece of information, so far everyone has been young, but she was...a literal child.

“Do you want to tell me how exactly that works?” she asked after a small internal crisis; she wasn't great with children but obviously she couldn't just straight out tell her what is she.

“But it's understandable if you don't want to. You must have been taught to not talk to strangers, forgive my curiosity.” she smiled gently, giving the girl an easy way out if she was uncomfortable