mama bore a girl with a gun for a mouth
Melita sighed as she entered the still very long line, now more than an apparition, rolling her eyes as several ahead seemed to be taking an outrageous semblance of orders. She moved ahead every now and again, peering over shoulders and around limbs, brow arching, trying to gauge timeframes. More than once or twice she’d glance surreptitiously over towards where Iskra was – though by then it seemed he’d already gotten the order placed.
And the toys were already in his hands. Wrinkling her nose to herself, she figured she could always play it cool later – and certainly find a more devious way of planting said things. Maybe he didn’t even think it was her. That’d be a little more entertaining.
Eventually though, she took strides towards the front, paying for the dual lemonade splurge, before taking the tray over to their guarded table. Fangorn and Sila made a beeline for their seats, and she figured Goose would be rampaging shortly. “Hey guys, just a second,” as she began fishing for treats and bits of jerky in her pack.
And the toys were already in his hands. Wrinkling her nose to herself, she figured she could always play it cool later – and certainly find a more devious way of planting said things. Maybe he didn’t even think it was her. That’d be a little more entertaining.
Eventually though, she took strides towards the front, paying for the dual lemonade splurge, before taking the tray over to their guarded table. Fangorn and Sila made a beeline for their seats, and she figured Goose would be rampaging shortly. “Hey guys, just a second,” as she began fishing for treats and bits of jerky in her pack.
Melita
of both beauty and battle cries
