PROMPTS FOR ENEMIES TO LOVERS ┊ accepting

@clownfxst

"I've got good news for you then, kid. I don't think about you at all." That doesn't mean he's not going to take you in though. A pirate's a pirate, no matter their bounty.

"Hah?" Is he talking to him?

Turning his head in the direction of the voice, it takes him a second to locate the clown. Once he does, he blinks not once but all of three times as he tries to figure out what this guy's going on about and who he's trying to impress.

'Cause it's definitely not him.

A SHARP SNAG seizes her chest. For a moment, it feels as if her heart caught the tip of a rib. The erratic rhythm is still far from settling, however. Frozen in a flinch, Neela's gnarled fingers twitch before her. A scream is stuck somewhere between her diaphragm and throat, but it fails to reach the air. Instead, she stares wide-eyed at the multicolored man before her.