"You have yourself a deal, my dear," Dahlia purrs, and if the mercurial greed in the Honeybee's eyes is reflected in her own, then so be it. "A pleasure doing business with you. I really do love this little vessel, you know. Look after it." Drifting her fingers across the Firecracker's railing, she eventually withdraws to stand before Melita with a smile on her full lips and satisfaction on her face.
"Until next time, then," she trills, and with little more than a wave, the Reaper is gone from Melita's presence once more. Or at least, if she's still around, she's no longer visible. The Honeybee can be left to decide whether or not she believes that to be a comfort.
~FIN
"Until next time, then," she trills, and with little more than a wave, the Reaper is gone from Melita's presence once more. Or at least, if she's still around, she's no longer visible. The Honeybee can be left to decide whether or not she believes that to be a comfort.
~FIN
let me put my lips to something
let me wrap my teeth around the world
let me wrap my teeth around the world
