Colt
She's a runner, she's a lover, always stuck in her ways
Pull her closer, think you know her, now she's turning the page
She gave a warning if it's storming, she'll be gone with the rain
Pull her closer, think you know her, now she's turning the page
She gave a warning if it's storming, she'll be gone with the rain
There's definitely a difference between being intentionally stripped bare with someone, and being surprised by it. This is the latter. Though Colt has never been above using her assets to her benefit, his voice cuts through the peace she settled into and draws a startled gasp from her. She begins to pop up, but then thinks better of it and flips over immediately, legs crossing at the ankles. She winces, forehead pressed against the towel, a repeating fuck fuck fuck racing through her mind. She recognizes that voice, and gods out of anyone, she's at least glad it's him, but still.
"H-hey Sunjata!" she calls back, trying for casual but ending up with thin embarrassment. It's already emerging scarlet on her cheeks, rushing through her like a hot prickle that she feels along her scalp. She tilts her head to the side, peering down at the distance to her clothes and how sneakily she could retrieve them. Maybe he hadn't noticed yet. Biting at her bottom lip, she tries to inch over to the edge of the rock, one arm reaching down, fingers just barely able to brush something.
His next question lands too specific for him to have guessed without seeing her though. Some of her tension ebbs at knowing she's already been caught and she groans quietly into the rock. Easing up on her reach, arm just dangling uselessly over the side, she glances over at Beans and the man trying to nonchalantly linger near him. "Y-yeah!" She calls over, lifting her head up and propping it on a folded hand. "Thought I'd get an even one," she explains with a short laugh at her predicament. "Would stick to my backyard if I didn't think someone would come by there too, but guess there's no escaping it." All things considered, she'd rather it be Sunjata than one of the ranch hands, and at least out here there's more peace and quiet away from a pack of dogs stumbling over her while they playfight.
"H-hey Sunjata!" she calls back, trying for casual but ending up with thin embarrassment. It's already emerging scarlet on her cheeks, rushing through her like a hot prickle that she feels along her scalp. She tilts her head to the side, peering down at the distance to her clothes and how sneakily she could retrieve them. Maybe he hadn't noticed yet. Biting at her bottom lip, she tries to inch over to the edge of the rock, one arm reaching down, fingers just barely able to brush something.
His next question lands too specific for him to have guessed without seeing her though. Some of her tension ebbs at knowing she's already been caught and she groans quietly into the rock. Easing up on her reach, arm just dangling uselessly over the side, she glances over at Beans and the man trying to nonchalantly linger near him. "Y-yeah!" She calls over, lifting her head up and propping it on a folded hand. "Thought I'd get an even one," she explains with a short laugh at her predicament. "Would stick to my backyard if I didn't think someone would come by there too, but guess there's no escaping it." All things considered, she'd rather it be Sunjata than one of the ranch hands, and at least out here there's more peace and quiet away from a pack of dogs stumbling over her while they playfight.
When she's in it, she's all in it, ain't no holding her back
When I'm with her, she's a river moving steady and fast
She's afraid of all the ways her heart is broke like glass
When I'm with her, she's a river moving steady and fast
She's afraid of all the ways her heart is broke like glass
Received a Gilded Market wig from Remi that resembles her usual hair and is enchanted to stay on better than most wigs | has a reverse centaur tattoo on her left hand with the legs going down her pointer and middle fingers that looks like this.
