COLT
He looks like a cool drink of water
But he's candy-coated misery
He's the devil in disguise
A snake with blue eyes
But he's candy-coated misery
He's the devil in disguise
A snake with blue eyes
Seems they both used to be something. She wonders what that makes them now, other than two people walking up a hill. The knowledge of his past role is one she accepts readily, as if she can sketch out part of his outline better with it. A soldier, from Stormbreak no less. Makes his sorry a little easier to swallow. "You'd know all about it, what with Stormbreak and all," she murmurs, her own understanding echoed back in the way that name is offered up, like she knows how fragile it is. "You end up in King's End with Zavien then, I take it?" Would explain why she saw him last season among the fires.
Meeting his look without hesitation, her expression deepens, knowing and sure. "That's the one. Right up your alley," she chuckles faintly, breath huffing a bit harder for a moment as the incline returns in earnest. It's a normal response that her offers, and it's not the first time she's been met with such open surprise. Hak Etme is largely untouched by human hands for a reason, even after all this time. Since he seems so fearless though, perhaps it really would be to his liking.
"Exactly!" Her fingers snap and she fires a point his way as her voice cracks out like a whip in response. "I've sure as shit got the time on my hands, and some of the means. And I dunno, I just saw something in that land when I visited it a year or so ago. Something beautiful to it that gets overlooked too easily. A wildness, to be sure, but that's part of the charm." Stormbreak, she had to admit, had never once appealed to her in the slightest. Maybe he'd not be able to understand then why she's chasing sand in the heat all for a chance to survive.
Meeting his look without hesitation, her expression deepens, knowing and sure. "That's the one. Right up your alley," she chuckles faintly, breath huffing a bit harder for a moment as the incline returns in earnest. It's a normal response that her offers, and it's not the first time she's been met with such open surprise. Hak Etme is largely untouched by human hands for a reason, even after all this time. Since he seems so fearless though, perhaps it really would be to his liking.
"Exactly!" Her fingers snap and she fires a point his way as her voice cracks out like a whip in response. "I've sure as shit got the time on my hands, and some of the means. And I dunno, I just saw something in that land when I visited it a year or so ago. Something beautiful to it that gets overlooked too easily. A wildness, to be sure, but that's part of the charm." Stormbreak, she had to admit, had never once appealed to her in the slightest. Maybe he'd not be able to understand then why she's chasing sand in the heat all for a chance to survive.
He only comes out at night
Gives you feelings that you don't wanna fight
You better run for your life
He's a good time cowboy Casanova
Gives you feelings that you don't wanna fight
You better run for your life
He's a good time cowboy Casanova
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.
