Pierce
Well agreeing isn’t exactly a lesson learned now is it?
You need the grit, the proof that it’ll stick. That the second the opportunity arises for her to do something about it, that she’ll be good and convince the rest of them not to worry about it.
Some scars were great at reminding.
So he slashes forward, iron scented scarlet blooms into the air, impossible to see on the blade. Her scream melds with Jack’s growl, to the bull of a man, and he pays it little mind. He isn’t worried about the Captain. “See, I’m not quite sure if you really get it.” Pierce hums, almost a bored like tone, thinking little of the space she starts to create between them as he steps forward to slash again, keeping that silencing barrier up to nullify any attempts Flora or Jack had to utilize their magic.
You need the grit, the proof that it’ll stick. That the second the opportunity arises for her to do something about it, that she’ll be good and convince the rest of them not to worry about it.
Some scars were great at reminding.
So he slashes forward, iron scented scarlet blooms into the air, impossible to see on the blade. Her scream melds with Jack’s growl, to the bull of a man, and he pays it little mind. He isn’t worried about the Captain. “See, I’m not quite sure if you really get it.” Pierce hums, almost a bored like tone, thinking little of the space she starts to create between them as he steps forward to slash again, keeping that silencing barrier up to nullify any attempts Flora or Jack had to utilize their magic.
