Burning down Neverland, scatter the ashes
White lines, black tar, the matches
White lines, black tar, the matches
Liam watched Thalassa's interactions with the remaining Breakers with a grin, finding the entire exchange amusing. Still, it had grown boring by the time they reached the Eye of the Storm, and the soldier was relieved to find that they had the place mostly to themselves. As Thalassa pulled off her cloak, Liam tugged his shirt over his head, revealing tanned skin and hard muscle. He snorted at the captain's question. "You caught me," he said, letting his gaze rake over her body. "I just couldn't resist the temptation." Then he winked and turned back to the hot springs.
He slipped into the water, sighing softly as the warmth soaked into his bones. Gods, but he'd needed this. Just a chance to relax and reset before going back out into the world to do... something. What, he wasn't exactly sure of yet. But he wanted - needed - to find some way to help, to make a difference for the Family. For now, though... he glanced up at Thalassa. "You coming?" he asked, nonchalant as he waited.
He slipped into the water, sighing softly as the warmth soaked into his bones. Gods, but he'd needed this. Just a chance to relax and reset before going back out into the world to do... something. What, he wasn't exactly sure of yet. But he wanted - needed - to find some way to help, to make a difference for the Family. For now, though... he glanced up at Thalassa. "You coming?" he asked, nonchalant as he waited.
Is this another dead by misadventure?
Tell me what you got, what you really got, hey, hey
Tell me what you got, what you really got, hey, hey
Liam
