Aqua grew tired of Namine’s attempts to stop her. Who was this little bright-eyed brat and what made her think she stood a chance against her?
Her kicking was an annoying, but entirely bearable experience. If anything, it was as effective as poking a bear with a stick.
The coil of fabric around her wrist tightened and jerked Namine’s hand and the ball of light away from Aqua’s body. She didn’t expect the ball of light to be very effective, but one could never be so careful.
“So…” Aqua said, bringing the girl in closer. She actually brought her face close to Namine’s, and breathed in.
“Do you even have a heart?”
‘Shit’
Naminé thought to herself as Aqua avoid her light. Her next attempt was to run away and hope but she was to fast. Taking her once again more close then she expected, trying to move her head away so she didn’t had to look at her.
“That kind of information doesn’t concern you.”
