her smile ain't seen the light of day
"I have yeah, and this ain't a hangover." Eloise returned, her eyes glancing out into the room. No doubt the sort of treasures she'd find accumulated here would make bland any other trove she'd come across in the sea. But of course, having permission took a good deal of the thrill out of it. There was always later, when Jack wasn't around after all.
'Nothin' I can't handle." Eloise lied easily. Illusion magic worked wonders for covering up the many bruises and black eyes that she'd received over the past few weeks. Just what it was she was doing (fencing, smuggling) wasn't anyone's business but her own. And had her thoughts not betrayed her on a regular basis in Jack's company, it might have indeed stayed that way.
"Shut it, you." The illusionist scolded softly, placing the bottle on the floor. Her fingers moved against his temples, her pressure not unlike a vice as she sought to find the epicentre of the pounding she assumed was thrumming in his skill, and hold it captive that his thoughts might flow a bit easier.
'Besides. I'm never stuck anywhere I don't want to be. You know that." So saying the room faded away to a moonlight sea, quiet and serene and dark. The bed bobbed gently in the waves, as the thick scent of post-rain storm settled down heavily around them.
'Nothin' I can't handle." Eloise lied easily. Illusion magic worked wonders for covering up the many bruises and black eyes that she'd received over the past few weeks. Just what it was she was doing (fencing, smuggling) wasn't anyone's business but her own. And had her thoughts not betrayed her on a regular basis in Jack's company, it might have indeed stayed that way.
"Shut it, you." The illusionist scolded softly, placing the bottle on the floor. Her fingers moved against his temples, her pressure not unlike a vice as she sought to find the epicentre of the pounding she assumed was thrumming in his skill, and hold it captive that his thoughts might flow a bit easier.
'Besides. I'm never stuck anywhere I don't want to be. You know that." So saying the room faded away to a moonlight sea, quiet and serene and dark. The bed bobbed gently in the waves, as the thick scent of post-rain storm settled down heavily around them.
exchanged it for some treasures somewhere along the way
