Thalassa
You could do anything,
if you only dared.
if you only dared.
Having already claimed her secluded spot in the warm sand, Thal was not tempted to walk away, even for the reward of new fruit tarts (especially considering she hadn't paid for the originals). Her annoyed glare was all that was needed to communicate her intentions. Instead, she gestured towards the crowd of people and the shop with a flick of her wrist. "Anyone over there can tell you where they're at. There's a very long line." Her smile was not in the least bit sorry for the inconvenience, satisfied that the woman would have to suffer for the short time.
Slowly, the captain lowered herself back onto the sand, as gracefully as one whose lived on the beach her whole life. She leaned back to lounge on her arms, crossing her legs. "The longer you delay, the less forgiving I'll be feeling." Thal raised her eyebrow expectantly. Catalina may not be from here, but she was going to learn quickly that errors had to be remedied whether you knew how or not. Otherwise, the consequences could be dire.
Slowly, the captain lowered herself back onto the sand, as gracefully as one whose lived on the beach her whole life. She leaned back to lounge on her arms, crossing her legs. "The longer you delay, the less forgiving I'll be feeling." Thal raised her eyebrow expectantly. Catalina may not be from here, but she was going to learn quickly that errors had to be remedied whether you knew how or not. Otherwise, the consequences could be dire.
And deep down, you know it too.
That’s what scares you most.
That’s what scares you most.
