Seraphina
the artificer
i can be a handful, but that's why you have two hands
i'm not ever careful, and i can be rude
i'm not ever careful, and i can be rude
A huff of annoyance slips from her nose as the arrow lodges itself into the wood beside his head – irritated only by the way he tosses his crown of antlers as if he’s taunting her. So she sucks down a breath, reaching back to nock another arrow into her bow, trying to let her gaze focus on him again when he suddenly disappears through the fucking trees. Damnit, comes a mental hiss, before she’s waiting, slowing her breath, focusing and focusing.
Then she hears his hooves and turns, arrow pointed right at the man, aiming to lodge her arrow right into Huntsman-turned-Bambi’s ass. She doesn’t give herself time, however, to wait as it zips through the air – her eyes focused on Ronin while her hand flies back to grab another arrow, ready to nock it and try again.
Then she hears his hooves and turns, arrow pointed right at the man, aiming to lodge her arrow right into Huntsman-turned-Bambi’s ass. She doesn’t give herself time, however, to wait as it zips through the air – her eyes focused on Ronin while her hand flies back to grab another arrow, ready to nock it and try again.
you can be a red light stop, or run right through
i can be a danger, danger for you
i can be a danger, danger for you
