~Nemo~
An Odd
Alexandar felt Aeri's arm sling over his shoulders with a sigh. He was irritated, annoyed and wanted nothing more to be back home in Abaddon. Instead he was out here with Aeriseth and the rest of the puny group that followed, following after the flames of the fucking devil and the first signs of a sandstorm were showing up. He knew he could withstand it but he was not game for sand to be everywhere once it passed by. And Aeriseth wanted to act her usual self on top of everything. Or at least trying to. He watched her out of the corner of this eye. "Why bother with me? You know I know you better than anyone else so why?" he questioned.
Lla looked at Eddie, grateful for his help from the wrath of the desert. She really wished that she had kept her shoes on instead of kicking them at Mina, for no matter how calloused and scarred her feet were, she could still feel the sand tickling her toes with each step. She shook the thoughts with a light shrug as she felt the winds pick up. "A sandstorm?"
Lla looked at Eddie, grateful for his help from the wrath of the desert. She really wished that she had kept her shoes on instead of kicking them at Mina, for no matter how calloused and scarred her feet were, she could still feel the sand tickling her toes with each step. She shook the thoughts with a light shrug as she felt the winds pick up. "A sandstorm?"