mama bore a girl with a gun for a mouth
After talks with Ludo, for both of them it seemed, they could float along towards the Sidhe Village. Melita still hadn’t said anything because she wasn’t sure what to say, and maybe they were just going to pretend things didn’t happen. Besides, her mind was going along on plots and subversive measures, specifically aimed at amusements and diversions –
Iskra was an excellent one, but she wasn’t to malign him the entire time. She wouldn’t “pants” him in public (if anything, it’d be in private thank you very much), had no intentions of stealing from him, and figured he didn’t really need to believe his house was haunted.
Toy soldiers in pockets it was.
How and why and when to get those in said pockets was reserved for the next few moments – and since she made her strategies on whims and mercurial efforts, there hadn’t been much forethought before hand. “Do you want to get some food?” sprung up instead, her golden gaze flickering to him with all the airs of innocence that never truly stayed or lingered long. Fangorn and Sila were already finding a table for them, mainly because they were also quite hungry from treks amidst the forest. “I can grab drinks.” Which definitely wasn’t something else up her sleeve.
Iskra was an excellent one, but she wasn’t to malign him the entire time. She wouldn’t “pants” him in public (if anything, it’d be in private thank you very much), had no intentions of stealing from him, and figured he didn’t really need to believe his house was haunted.
Toy soldiers in pockets it was.
How and why and when to get those in said pockets was reserved for the next few moments – and since she made her strategies on whims and mercurial efforts, there hadn’t been much forethought before hand. “Do you want to get some food?” sprung up instead, her golden gaze flickering to him with all the airs of innocence that never truly stayed or lingered long. Fangorn and Sila were already finding a table for them, mainly because they were also quite hungry from treks amidst the forest. “I can grab drinks.” Which definitely wasn’t something else up her sleeve.
Melita
of both beauty and battle cries
