Azrael
i wouldn't know where to start
'sweet music' playing 'in the dark'
'sweet music' playing 'in the dark'
There’s no chiding from Wessex with their cursed excitement and it’s something that when the Wraith reciprocates it, they can’t help but to positively beam even more than before. It only fades a fraction at the mention of their shutting down, a slender yet muscular shoulder rises and falls in a shrug. “It’s okay. I explained it to Papa and he said it was like blacking out… I just used too much that I had to recharge I guess?” So long as it doesn’t happen again, they don’t try to think about it that much.
The question of why not both has them reaching up to rub at the side of their face, as if it dawned on them they could ask for both. There’s a soft laugh that leaves them, a nod. “Both then!” They decide swiftly – only the problem now was when it came to figuring out where to start.
They round the corner and the Barracks are in view, when Wessex pauses and Azrael’s head swings to look back at her with the rise of their dark brows. They stop and turn to her, facing her openly and perhaps with a bit of a worried expression. “Okay, what’s the question?” They don’t know what to expect, truthfully.
The question of why not both has them reaching up to rub at the side of their face, as if it dawned on them they could ask for both. There’s a soft laugh that leaves them, a nod. “Both then!” They decide swiftly – only the problem now was when it came to figuring out where to start.
They round the corner and the Barracks are in view, when Wessex pauses and Azrael’s head swings to look back at her with the rise of their dark brows. They stop and turn to her, facing her openly and perhaps with a bit of a worried expression. “Okay, what’s the question?” They don’t know what to expect, truthfully.
be still 'my foolish heart'
don't ruin this on me
don't ruin this on me
