“Thats the hope, for now the general opinion is no, but the morally right answer is yes..”

           “least men forget, the DEVASTATING power of a woman.” brow quirked curiously, arms folding neatly against her torso. Painted lips ebbing into a gentle smile, dark eyes meeting with a pair of WARMED, nearly identical ones from first comparison. “--- to what do i owe this encounter.” 

     Her tone, quieter in contrast, like a stream emerging from the winter thaw, speaks again. “I wager you did not chase him this far north calling for a simple repayment of debt.”

             “did you picture a man travestying the blue ocean?.” lips thinned, nothing more than a placid line along smoothed skin. this seemed to mark the difference between them, not as individuals, but MORALS haling from opposing militis. dark inquisitions, some might call it the result from intensive ideals, others would claim it’s simply nature of the beast. WARMTH radiates from her, sarah could feel it pooling, was it always like this? “intelligence, and hopeful from the heart. aye, you speak truth in your words, my dear. gangplank will not be leaving these lands.”  words that her men demanded praise and RESPECT. yet, something about this vermillion endowed woman had made fur nearly bristle on end, spiritual rift sent twittering into a chilled shutter. “i seek guidance or war.”

No Grey, The Neighbourhood.

Arcade Miss Fortune, Sona, and Riven || made by request for anonymous 

                                      but for you, i’d love & build a world for us. 

“Patience, dear Wolf.”

              revenge; a strong MOTIVE powered by only a strongly willed iron soul that resided within hardened conviction would possess such strength to WATCH those ties, bonds that bound them together, to disappear and dissolve into air before their eyes. she had opted for the motion of awareness, one's own LIFE was the easiest to cast away in a valiant struggle for equality. gasps capture the cusp of her ear, as a white visage taking on paler shades with the words spread through each cerebral electrical MOVEMENT jagged as it comes understood by bracing clenched muscles; guns raised in the instance of misunderstood fear. the uneasy breeze that commuted her pale skin. it was something she hadn’t felt in awhile. skeptical or maybe foolish. it was a DEFENSIVE tool now that she’s alone in these terrains. 

     Digits will release the trinket in her hand & set it back before she turns      to face her newfound company. “I did not know passing through your      land was a crime now. Don’t tell me you halt every stranger like this.”

                continuously eying her BOLDLY, with only leisured flutter from lashes, voice remained smooth and uncalloused. chewing irritably on the inner lining of her mouth, HONESTLY, she made her vaguely uneasy. “every one that catches my eye at least, but perhaps you should consider leaving quickly and quietly?” if she had hackles, they WOULD be risen. “or, i could always use force, if you’d prefer. rough and steady.” 

Finished Arcades pieceeee