"Tell that to Rafael," Dahlia hisses, nearly spitting the name and glancing pointedly down at the desk. "This world is in no position for his soft approach, not now. But if we do not give him something to do, I imagine there will be trouble." Ultimately, though, this isn't about the other members of their Family. Not right now, not with Dahlia able to feel the heat rolling from his body with his close proximity.
Then Dorian turns away, and the prospect of explosive violence almost shivers in the air between them. Letting her breath catch in her chest and then loosen in a slow, purposeful exhale, the Reaper rolls her shoulders. And when she reaches out to brush her fingers across the shoulder of his linen shirt, they are just that, soft and gentle with no claws to be seen. "If I leave Stormbreak, I have no doubt there will be people waiting in the wings for it," she considers.
But gods if shattering that frozen continent to pieces doesn't sound tempting. "The White Knight is already planning to come here." Because of course she's aware. "...And I think we ought to kill him when he does. That nasty little ability he has to bring people back from death? It makes all of them reckless. Perhaps they'd take us a little more seriously without their guardian angel."
Then Dorian turns away, and the prospect of explosive violence almost shivers in the air between them. Letting her breath catch in her chest and then loosen in a slow, purposeful exhale, the Reaper rolls her shoulders. And when she reaches out to brush her fingers across the shoulder of his linen shirt, they are just that, soft and gentle with no claws to be seen. "If I leave Stormbreak, I have no doubt there will be people waiting in the wings for it," she considers.
But gods if shattering that frozen continent to pieces doesn't sound tempting. "The White Knight is already planning to come here." Because of course she's aware. "...And I think we ought to kill him when he does. That nasty little ability he has to bring people back from death? It makes all of them reckless. Perhaps they'd take us a little more seriously without their guardian angel."
let me put my lips to something
let me wrap my teeth around the world
let me wrap my teeth around the world
