COLT
I've called many things 'love' and so many things 'grief'
They've all just been versions of uncertainty
They've all just been versions of uncertainty
She doesn’t realize that she’s braced a bit, as if she’s done this before and found less positive results. Men don’t usually take kindly to deceit, and even less so to balls not their own. Not that these responses have changed her in the slightest, clearly still pulling the same heist. Fortunately, Zavien is cut from a better cloth than the average man, a truth she is suspicious of but coming to realize with every encounter. Too bright, too trusting, but certainly better.
His laughter tugs her grin out into full display, and the infectious sound passes to her, forcing her to lean into the the fold of her fingers as she struggles through swallowing her food without inhaling it. When they can manage breath again, she nods. ”I couldn’t help it,” she confesses, her fox face extremely satisfied and unrepentant. ”That’s wehy I made sure I ate so—”
She cuts herself off, jaw dropping open silently as he pops another one in his mouth, utterly rebellious. ”Zavien!” she laughs suddenly, delighted as she throws her head back into the sound. ”You have been hiding too long,” she accuses with a smirk before cutting back into her steak. ”Good company is not supposed to hide.” She doesn’t tease him further, at least not with food and testicles, and they eat and talk until the night wears on and reminds them just how tired they both are. Rest, is what’s best to end the day.
[FIN]
His laughter tugs her grin out into full display, and the infectious sound passes to her, forcing her to lean into the the fold of her fingers as she struggles through swallowing her food without inhaling it. When they can manage breath again, she nods. ”I couldn’t help it,” she confesses, her fox face extremely satisfied and unrepentant. ”That’s wehy I made sure I ate so—”
She cuts herself off, jaw dropping open silently as he pops another one in his mouth, utterly rebellious. ”Zavien!” she laughs suddenly, delighted as she throws her head back into the sound. ”You have been hiding too long,” she accuses with a smirk before cutting back into her steak. ”Good company is not supposed to hide.” She doesn’t tease him further, at least not with food and testicles, and they eat and talk until the night wears on and reminds them just how tired they both are. Rest, is what’s best to end the day.
[FIN]
Sudden cracks in the floor, but we're keeping the pace now
I feel this terror when we start to slip and I stare down
Keep the tempo now as the roof starts to cave
Keep the tempo now as the world starts to break
I feel this terror when we start to slip and I stare down
Keep the tempo now as the roof starts to cave
Keep the tempo now as the world starts to break
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.
