MERCAR

Rook was so distracted by the sight of Neve's smile, she didn't see the feather coming. Her nose crinkled involuntarily as the bristles brushed lightly across it, tickling gently over her skin. Not for the time, she was caught off guard by how even a gesture so seemingly insignificant could make her heart skip a beat in its easy familiarity, like they'd known each other forever. She listened as the detective explained the purpose of the maps on her desk, and couldn't help but grin at the affection in her voice when she mentioned Assan. The whole team knew Neve had a soft spot for 'the bird.' It was no secret. A dozen clever comments came to mind upon hearing her intention to throw her lot in with the griffon, but Rook liked seeing that side of her too much to tease her for it.

The Minrathous Guards, standing one whole meter away: ...

The Minrathous Guards: ........

"Oh absolutely not." A reply with the settle of her scepter on the ground as she stepped with the balance between her heel and her prosthetic. "However, I can promise you a wretched time with the worst possible timing and in the worst possible weather." Another turn of her head toward Liv and her tone lowers with the tilt of her head toward her. "You better run while you can or you may be caught up in another case, chasing another lead." Her eyes are drawn downward to Rook's lips before her mouth quirk again. So easily did her thoughts return to that day at the docks...

"Assuming we stay outside that is." She draws back and returns to keeping an eye on her path. "It may just take us into the catacombs again." She thinks about that one more time, before she speaks, "Or into another ritual, inside the catacombs."

Sweet Lady of Victory, there was always a ritual happening somewhere. Always a blood mage trying to push the limits of the fade and made it everyone else's problem. Always so willing to let Docktown suffer for a little bit of gain.

“Nothing? In Minrathous?” Rook smirked playfully at the detective, “Now, where would be the fun in that?”

Truth was, Rook could come up with a whole list of things the two of them could do together, and they didn't involve stopping murderous blood mages, or stumbling on a random demon summoning in the Catacombs. Most of them had to do with the way Neve's eyes had flickered to rest on her lips, for the briefest of moments, in the same breath as she'd told her to run. If she was trying to warn her away, it wasn't working. It was far too late for that now.

Look, I realize you just kissed a girl, and now I've got you chasing leads. I realize I just kissed Neve Gallus, and this is part of your charm.

+ Rook finally going for it

Rules: post your OC and then 4 (or more) random pictures with no explanation to convey your characters vibe.

Thanks for the tag @thesecollidinghearts I'm gonna tag @rooks-dagger @larkinna @dudewheresmynug and @picathartidae no pressure of course!

And, here's Livia

I posted memes yesterday, so I'll do my best to be serious for this, just know she's probably telling a dumb joke like 90% of the time