the spyglass
I used to think that I was bold, I used to think love would be fun
"Unless we have an Ascended we can use in this task, regrettably I cannot say the same about myself," Finn says stiffly, shifting on his feet. He would freeze out on the tundra in minutes. And does he think that is sufficient? Yes, yes he does. Unlike in previous conversations and meetings, Finn is more confident in himself now than ever, and he can do everything in his power before he sets off to Halo.
And at least he's able to get a few days at home before he has to leave again.
"Thank you, Cian," he mutters, his jaw feathering a bit before he steps away to the door. "Have a good evening." He won't give him the satisfaction of flushing furiously up to the tips of his ears until he's well out of the office.
~FIN
And at least he's able to get a few days at home before he has to leave again.
"Thank you, Cian," he mutters, his jaw feathering a bit before he steps away to the door. "Have a good evening." He won't give him the satisfaction of flushing furiously up to the tips of his ears until he's well out of the office.
~FIN
now all my stories have been told; except for one
