From strangers and nameless to damn you got dangerous
Colt Winchester
 
Rancher
Age: 36 | Height: 5'6" | Race: Accepted | Citizenship: Nomadic | Level: 7
STR: 28 - DEX: 28 - END: 24 - LUCK: 27 - ARC: - INT: - HP: 168 - BASE ROLL: 55
Played by: Blu
Posts: 1,071 | Total: 3,247
MP: 2400

#11
COLT
I used to shine bright like gold
Now I'm all indigo
My colors are darker and cold
As his words hone into something sharper still, a smile fits into place on her face. Not the sort that delivers any kind of light, just one that has to send motion somewhere or something worse'll move, and humor has a lot of different sources. The amusement here is that at long last, she got what she wanted, and damn if she doesn't hate being right in the end. "There he is," she all but croons, the barrier of her hands against her chest slipping away to settle in her back pockets, one leg kicking out as she tilts into her hip. "Your ugly side, finally making itself known." Shame it hadn't come sooner, would have saved her all the time she spent falling for him. Every godsdamned restless night thinking about him, wondering how in the world he's so wonderful and sparkling, when everyone else is so full of shit.

To be fair, he'd warned her he wasn't. Hell, she'd warned herself he wasn't. Thalassa had warned her too, but she just wouldn't believe what she couldn't see for herself. Until now, he hadn't shown her much but the best of him, and while she knew that'd never last, she thought she'd at least be prepared for when it came. Thought she'd at least have done something actually awful to warrant this type of mistrust and twisted commentary. Maybe it just feels so much worse, because she'd been so ready to finally give into the idea of him instead of resisting it any more, was prepared to talk. She'd let every defense fall, and this is what she gets in return.

"First of all, I offered to visit," she reminds him, since he seems to be keeping such good score of everything. "All you told me was that you're leaving." Her smile has since faded, nothing but a stern line, the way a storm on the horizon is easily marked. "And you didn't have to do a thing you didn't want to when I channeled you, so stop twisting that around like I'm the only one who did something there." She holds the look of him in quiet challenge that he oppose that somehow. Her tongue runs behind her teeth, lips thin as she waits the breath to see.

She exhales through her nose, an attempt to steady herself, because in too short a span she's gone from pure elation to a stunned confusion, which has steadily sunken into an irritation that's roiling over into the threat of something stronger. "I didn't know that was her when I asked you to attack her—you knew that." Maybe more than anything, that's what's pissing her off. This calm, calculating man is finally coming undone with his clothes still on, and it's over picking a fight of all things. Not missing her, not feeling any one way about her, but purposefully blurring facts to make this hurt. Looks like he has no problem showing her exactly how he feels after all.

The kiss though, she rolls it between her teeth now, jaw tight with the effort to speak to it. "I don't—I just. In that moment, when she called out to me with a challenge, it was just suddenly in my head to kiss her. There was no plan, or intent, or anything beyond something short and impulsive and empty. I'm not even sure why it happened, and that's why I left." A touch of the fire that's building leaves her, because the admission isn't as clean cut as she'd like. It's honest, but there's too much...fuzz to it. She can't offer him clarity she also doesn't have.

The escape to Stormbreak unfortunately hadn't awarded her any better understanding, just the ability to cope with it. "I wasn't...happy about it either. It felt like, a compulsion, or something." It feels insane just saying it, and given how easily he's already trying to warp truth she doubts it'll stick, but it's all she's got. Every time she's retraced that moment wondering why, it's the same as before. Talking about fireworks with Nova and Thorn, her name shouted through the crowd, she saw Thalassa and then, just an urge stronger than taking a breath to lean in and kiss her. She'd never felt it any of the other few times she'd met the Ancient, and eventually she'd managed to pull back into her own control and wrestle herself free. It'd felt natural in the moment, but the aftermath of it is something that still leaves her with a hollow, sinking feeling whenever she drags it up again. She's never felt that out of control, ever.
I gave up a piece of my heart
Then I turned to run
My head's in the clouds
But I don't feel close to the sun
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.

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