COLT
I wish words were like little toy guns
No sting, no hurting no one
Just a bang, bang rolling off your tongue
No sting, no hurting no one
Just a bang, bang rolling off your tongue
Girlfriend lands like a stone in a pond that's already thoroughly been disturbed. It at least clarifies all her wondering into one, sharp splash, and she's as grateful as anyone can be to have a rock thrown their way. The tension in his voice isn't unexpected, taut as any good bowstring, but she's less sure whether he means to nock any arrows in it yet.
At the mention of the dagger, Colt's mouth splits into a grin, barely holding back a chuckle. It's all a show of casual conversation and not the bitter sting of betrayal, so far at least. It doesn't last long. "I was just being hospitable and returning what she'd clearly lost. I imagine she ran out of time to take it back herself after lodging it in my back." Colt's hands fan out at her sides, making a show of her goodwill like it's plain. Her gaze flicks briefly towards Soh, smile tightening at the sight.
"Sorry, did you not think I'd know it was your hand that set it there, since you took aim through Flora?" Colt's brows lift with mock surprise as she regards Soh, smile slackening a bit, as if the disappointment can't quite keep pretending to keep its disguise much longer. "You could have just told me you didn't want to be there anymore, you didn't need to use the Queen of Torchline as your mouthpiece." She snorts, unimpressed.
At the mention of the dagger, Colt's mouth splits into a grin, barely holding back a chuckle. It's all a show of casual conversation and not the bitter sting of betrayal, so far at least. It doesn't last long. "I was just being hospitable and returning what she'd clearly lost. I imagine she ran out of time to take it back herself after lodging it in my back." Colt's hands fan out at her sides, making a show of her goodwill like it's plain. Her gaze flicks briefly towards Soh, smile tightening at the sight.
"Sorry, did you not think I'd know it was your hand that set it there, since you took aim through Flora?" Colt's brows lift with mock surprise as she regards Soh, smile slackening a bit, as if the disappointment can't quite keep pretending to keep its disguise much longer. "You could have just told me you didn't want to be there anymore, you didn't need to use the Queen of Torchline as your mouthpiece." She snorts, unimpressed.
No smoke, no bullets
No kick from the trigger when you pull it
No pain, no damage done
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.
