cigarettes, the taste of whiskey on your lips
still haunting my every kiss - do you remember it?
still haunting my every kiss - do you remember it?
Zariah laughed, a low, unsettling noise as it echoed off the walls. "So easily dissuaded? Because certainly without four walls, a floor, and a roof, you couldn't possibly learn nor could I teach." she said, pointing out the flaws her in her logic. It was being built so no point in coming? Please. No wonder this girl was all potential and no results - the slightest inconvenience made her stop dead in her tracks.
"Part of the training is in the building, part of the success and proving your worth is being integral to the establishment." she said dryly, examining her nails. "Just about anyone can walk into an institution already made and get something from it. Few have what it takes to start one and see it through to its ends." she said before glancing at the girl again, brow raised. "Do you truly think so little of yourself that you cannot fathom contributing to such an endeavor?"
"Part of the training is in the building, part of the success and proving your worth is being integral to the establishment." she said dryly, examining her nails. "Just about anyone can walk into an institution already made and get something from it. Few have what it takes to start one and see it through to its ends." she said before glancing at the girl again, brow raised. "Do you truly think so little of yourself that you cannot fathom contributing to such an endeavor?"
