mama bore a girl with a gun for a mouth
Melita wasn’t one to ignore a bar, but they weren’t her first stop in any region either. She arched her brow at his remark, but said nothing on the forefront, hoping, maybe, that one day he wouldn’t just drink himself into stupors to forgo and forget. “Well, no, of course not,” she smirked instead, shaking her head with all the airs of someone who could do far more than hunt real ducks. “I had Fangorn and Sila place a lot of my leftover magic ducks around. And then let chaos ensue.” Of which all of them stepped into with quite an accord. “Just spreading the good word of Ludo,” with a wink to embellish the favor of mayhem, before resuming sipping at the warm contents of her mug.
His sudden nearness invoked and summoned quite a bit in her chest, many of which she didn’t name, and she found herself sorely tempted to run her fingers over muscles again. The elbow caught into her hip rebounded all those notions so that hers threatened nearness to his nose in retribution, huffing a little but never pledging to make full contact. “Sounds made up to me,” but it wasn’t a no. “But maybe. And if I freeze to death, I’ll haunt you for an eternity.”
His sudden nearness invoked and summoned quite a bit in her chest, many of which she didn’t name, and she found herself sorely tempted to run her fingers over muscles again. The elbow caught into her hip rebounded all those notions so that hers threatened nearness to his nose in retribution, huffing a little but never pledging to make full contact. “Sounds made up to me,” but it wasn’t a no. “But maybe. And if I freeze to death, I’ll haunt you for an eternity.”
Melita
of both beauty and battle cries
