Wake of the Red Witch

[Silver]

Her head throbbed. And then went silent. Red Witch. It was like they had a sense of humor after all.

"Understood."

Her baby slept peacefully, and the data pad was on her legs. The whiteness of the room accentuated every color in it. And that ghostly voice seemed to woke up from a slumber, like it was overdue. Her grin was of an animal looking at a prey.

"I'll be yer Witch. For as long as it takes."

The Reaver symbol on her hand burned inside, like it was a release waiting to happen.

"T'ill Sirius burns in Red."

Her baby yawned content with the warmth, and Kalliste looked at her like she was the sun long forgotten.

A new objective, a new life, a new heart.
Kalliste Silver, the Silver Reaver was in that moment, born as the Red Witch of the Coalition.

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[8:32:45 PM] Dusty Lens: Oh no, let me get that. Hello? Oh it's my grandma. She says to be roleplay.
[12:12:00] Traxit: this is smut stop