- Preferred Character Gender
- Female
- Genres
- Fantasy, Modern, Magical, Horror
Nithya paused, watching Zora carefully. Mostly since few got close to Nithya without it being a fight and the main person was able to be remotely near Nithya without her being uncomfortable was Naeve since she was a part of her. The flower was placed on her hand and unlike the previous, it did not instantly take the form of death it held but instead held on for a few more seconds. The Goddess paused, blinking as if trying to believe it before she smiled slightly. "Pretty~" She cooed, ignoring the fact the flower was now rotting due to her touch, she had held it briefly before it took this state. Her eyes shifted to Zora for a moment. "Arigatou gozaimasu Zora." She replied before placing the dead flower with the other. Nithya turned to Soul. "Your trick was beautiful."
She paused, watching him carefully with narrowed eyes before she took the flower from his grasp, her fingers resting carefully upon the plucked stem as she brought it closer to her. Waiting, expecting the death and process of rotting to begin she was shocked when it didn't. Idly she poked at the petals with a raised brow before looking to him. "Is this an illusion?" She asked, her voice quiet as she held the plant carefully, as if it would break if she dared to change her hold.
She paused, watching him carefully with narrowed eyes before she took the flower from his grasp, her fingers resting carefully upon the plucked stem as she brought it closer to her. Waiting, expecting the death and process of rotting to begin she was shocked when it didn't. Idly she poked at the petals with a raised brow before looking to him. "Is this an illusion?" She asked, her voice quiet as she held the plant carefully, as if it would break if she dared to change her hold.