G A L A H A D

The solution I have come up with is that until Sunday, I will work through as many as possible; whatever isn’t done by then, I will have to delete. 

Not a flinch of cowering – gaze remaining sharp, jaw tight, wound ever-tighter towards snapping.

❝Has your hearing gone as well?❞

A cruel whiplash of accusation, and one to be regretted later, once blood cools from boiling.

❝Allow me to repeat, then. You are old. Your grasp of reality has lessened.❞ A short pause for emphasis. ❝My mother is as capable as she has always been. Your ‘concern’ is both ill-advised and unwanted.❞

❝How surprising.❞

Dry cheek - far too young, too inexperienced, to understand glance into own future, merely observing haunted gaze and exhausted demeanor. 

❝I always thought you a puppies and sunshine breed.❞

Meme: ask me some questionsStatus: go for it peeps

♫ - Do you listen to music when you write? If yes, what kind of music, if no, why not?

Nope. I already have a difficult time focusing, and music makes it impossible. I would love to be able to, though.

⚄ - Do you play videogames? Have a favourite?

Not really anymore, but I certainly used to! I have a fondness for Fallout, so if I had to pick, probably that series? That or Skyrim.

✵ - Are there any other fandoms you’d like to approach?

     ❝ I am sure you are well aware that asking me to compromise any client’s information is fully against business principles, ❞ Saam starts slowly, wanting her to understand what she is asking, and as such, what Saam will appropriately demand for it. As always, plans are forming in her mind’s eye, althoug she will say that she is not always this amused, nor treated to such competence. 

      ❝ Three conditions. All of which you will accept or we will assume no business transaction from this point in time. ❞ Never say never, but she has a sense that the other will cooperate, if only to ease the worries of her superiors. She meets the Lady’s gaze firmly, offering no cheek of her own. ❝ First: no surveillance. No attempts to place anything or have my business followed, however quaint or cute you may try to do so. It’s impractical for both parties. ❞

MORE rapid-fire Scottish slamming through comms, forcing the barest quirk to dry lips, amused by dearest friend’s anger. One can only imagine the outrage as Galahad non- chalantly removes glasses perched on nose, letting it fall to floor, heel in close pursuit.

❝Impractical indeed. You are more than welcome to have me further searched.❞

SHE finally turns towards the other, taking in far shorter form.