BLACK ROSE.

                                grin wild at the offer ; whole display is a delicious one and they will indulge in it, take a DEEP BREATH, smell the blood and dread from the man restrained. her actions are certainly gloating but it is an extravagance they can appreciate, hearing the knife find soft purchase in skin and watching the pleased response of it echo on her expression. ‘ not really my STYLE, usually. ’ arrangement speaks of some finesse, a composure they decidedly lack— never would they plan through with any caution, not when they are something of teeth and claws and harsh impatience. ‘ seems like y’ enjoying yourself— but if y’ really wanna let me in on this shit, i could end it a whole lot FASTER. ’ 

lower  lip  drop  in  that  of  a    pout    when  he  speaks     :     hearing  someone  not  liking  her    style    wasn’t  something  new     .     for  most  it  was  to  gritty     ,     too  dirty     &     too     dark     .     nobody  ever  stuck  along     :     either  not  stomaching  it  or  she  simply  found  them  boring  and  got  rid  of  them  one  way  or  another     .     but  soon  smile  is  back  in  place     ,     and  there’s  a  careless  shrugs  while  dagger  is  twirled  in  her  hands     .     ❛     so     ?     ❜     she  leans  back  on  one  of  the  tables  in  the  work  shop     :     chin  juts  out  ever  so  little     ,     almost  a  silent     show    me    what    you    got     .     ❛     i’ll  just  get  a  new  one  later     .     ❜

there  had  never  been  a  shameful  bone  in  her  body     ,     and  it  wasn’t     shame     that  ran  through  her  body  now  either     .     but  the     fear     that  perhaps  this  child  would  resent  her  like  she  did  her  father     .     that  somewhere  along  the  line     ,     she  would  screw  up     big     time     and  do  something  that  couldn’t  be  fixed     .     ❛     a     normal     child     ?     ❜     flat  tone  as  she  looks  at  their  joined  hands  before  up  at  him     ,     teeth  nibble  at  lower  lip     .     ❛     and  what  if  i  take  after  my  dad  and  become  this  child’s  worst  nightmare     ?     ❜