Requested by: gaycoloratura
Prompt: Honey
War. It was a concept very familiar to her and something she loved to participate in. The bayles of the battle fields, hurdling over the enemy, and carrying the Alvarez banner to victory. It was a pleasantry only available to the strong but her insides writhed at the thought of invading Fiore. Dimaria had no idea what she was so squeamish about.
She tried to let it all out on the training dummies and then the guards. Even interrogation didn't rid this restless energy. With all her options exhausted, she went to the last person that would be able to help -Brandish. The same woman who made her insides flutter, yet another emotion she was incapable of pinpointing.
"So you see, this is my predicament." She stated, plopping down on the velvet cushions. The soft fabric soothing her. Brandish sat in a throne-like lounge chair and she yearned for the emerald haired general.
Brandish stared intently at the gold dripping from the silver spoon. Her attention solely focused on the flowered china cup and pot, pouring an aromatic liquid. "Sounds like you're just a scaredy cat."
Her eyes rolled, more for her dislike for the tea. "Don't say that. I'm a great warrior, I cannot be scared."
Brandish pushed the cup toward her, taking her own. She was unafraid to sip from her cup, especially with her pinky up. Dimaria wasn't here to play games and her coyness wouldn't go without punishment later. This little tea party would be over soon enough.
"Fine, don't listen to me. Go do someone else to rid your anxiousness." Brandish was monotonous, mischievous intent hidden in those large brown orbs.
Dimaria grimaced, swirling a small spoon of honey around her drink. The earthy aroma stifling, making her nose crinkle in disgust. Once this cup was over, she would do unearthly things to the woman across from her.
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