𝕤 𝕚 𝕟 𝕘 𝕦 𝕝 𝕒 𝕣 𝕚 𝕥 𝕪

“appropriate enough that i won’t get burned at the stake for walking around topless. and rude,” she frowns, sending a glare at the seelie. she knows his words are meant to rile her up, and ursula so easily falls into it. but it’s not like she can stay too angry at him for long. it will just make both of them miserable. but ursula settles as he gives a number, one appropriately fitting of her looks. “if i ignore the jab about me whining that was definitely a compliment.” she grins, rolling up the thick sleeves of her hoodie instead of stripping it off like she so desperately wants to, to spare emery of the sight.

     “ it’s not the seventeenth century. although, some people seem to be stuck in mindset of such times still. pity. I’m only telling the truth~ “ Teasing cadence formed response, Emery going for stating the obvious which she should already be aware of. Not to say she wasn’t cute, but beauty lie in the eye of the beholder and there was only so much one was able to get away with before they had to resort to less honest means. Something they both were, as it turned out, well versed in. 

     “ Sure. much in same way how I could give compliment over how your hair looks nice. “ Tone level he left out the insult ready to spring out, maybe able to be read between the lines as smile remained neutral, if not hinting at mild amuse as he watched Ursula opt for the safer, banal option of pushing sleeves up. “ Bore. ”

“Maybe that’s the whole reason.“ Maverick kept his distance. Watched the seelie wade into the water, skin glowing, almost iridescent as the moon reflected off the surface of the waves “They know it’s not gonna last.”

And he shook his head. He tolerated Emery. They had a give, take, give sort of relationship that was mutually beneficial but beyond that? They didn’t skirt past professional.

“Too many merpeople. Can’t remember which ones don’t like me and I’m not looking to drown.”

     “ Engaging in small pleasures in spite of expectancy holding something potentially sinister and violent. it lacks.. genuineness. ” And he’s talking as if comment would be of the state of weather on such evening of festivity, a bit heady, something electric prickling just out of reach however reason behind it remain displaced. Eyes narrowing with a fleeting smile as if point was attempted to make he exhaled a soft laugh, “ What, you think, would be the odds they are placing all the trust on our protection. ” Hand reached out, array of jewelled rings glinting in the soft moonlight and the gesture was not entirely in mock show to caress air before the seelie as the subtle, undercurrent of energy was practically tasted, own magic weaved in with the less familiar ones. It clicks, in that very moment. Restricted. “ Huh. ”Something feral flashed in darkened hues, however subdued, hand slow and deliberate in withdrawing and curling closed.

     “ Are you scared of some little fishies? aww. ” Borderline teasing tone framed words then, mouth curved into an entirely too sweet of a smile as he turned attention to the body of water expanding before the male, so, so dark in the night. Maverick may have something to fear, but he would not admit to same sentiment. “ Do you ever, you know, live a little Ricky. ” Spoken mostly to the wind as Emery reached for the hem of the expensive top he had chosen to wear for the occasion, pulling the garment over head in one swift though hardly fast motion, hair ruffled slightly out of place before hand ran through the soft blond locks. In next breath the seelie was promptly making his way over to land instead, toward the shadowhunter, eyes alight in the night with faint mirth and an undertone of a challenge in voice as he pressed the shirt into Maverick’s hands. “ Since you’re so keen on playing this rigid bore, be useful would you. don’t spill on it. ”Order rang clear, even with the near condescending pat against cheek, tips of fingers a ghost of a touch against the male’s jaw in their wake as Emery backed away.

a faint lavender? coloured top [1], [2]

some short ass shorts [you don’t need a pic but anyway]

fingers full of rings. arm bracelets [right], [left]

something like this cardigan for the night [x]

who needs shoes on the beach