Maeve
It is a bit of a show. Maeve remains quiet despite the heat that rises to her cheeks watching it all unfold. Her breath catches and mentally she does her best to take in what Safrin requests of him. Them. Jack manages to get his thoughts together enough to demonstrate for Safrin. Not just Safrin, but Maeve too. Her eyes widen and she lets out a breath. Well isn't that interesting?
The Nightshade's jade gaze flicks between the man still on his knees, Safrin, and the objects flying around them. When exactly had the Captain picked up that trick? Briefly, her mind flashes back to the night of the fire. How he didn't hesitate to go inside. Was this why? If he had this ability even then it would have made sense.
The Nightshade's jade gaze flicks between the man still on his knees, Safrin, and the objects flying around them. When exactly had the Captain picked up that trick? Briefly, her mind flashes back to the night of the fire. How he didn't hesitate to go inside. Was this why? If he had this ability even then it would have made sense.
Oh your mouth is poison
Your mouth is wine
Your mouth is wine
The Nightshade
