Jul 13
@corsetslaced James + Eamerelda x
The man returned from his little venture, closing the window and ending the sirens that were blowing back inside. " Sorry about that, Seniorita. Where were we?"
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@corsetslaced James + Eamerelda x
The man returned from his little venture, closing the window and ending the sirens that were blowing back inside. " Sorry about that, Seniorita. Where were we?"
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“I could just kiss you!” ~ Aislin to Ken? (Natalie Dormer alt fc)
"You'd be surprised at how often I hear that...
Okay jokes aside, I wouldn't complain if you did."
@corsetslaced ⸻ continued from here
HE REGARDED HER FOR A moment, eyes taking her in as she spoke. Björn was impressed that she spoke his language, most he encountered only spoke their native tongue. "You sacrificed yourself to my men, I am trying to see if that was wise or foolish on your part." He said after a few moments of silence. It was frustrating to have her refusing to eat, especially since she continued to faint from lack of food. "You have not felt hungry since you have come into our possession, you must be on a hunger strike." Björn stepped towards her and took her bound hands in his, untying them to give her a bit more freedom.
Björn was not sure if she could be trusted at this point, but that was the least of his concerns. It would be wasteful if she were to die so soon. "You must eat, it is not a request." His voice gruff as he held up a bowl of stew that had been made for his men. "You need to eat, you need energy." This would be her final night tucked away in the corner of their encampment, he was bringing her to his tent.
🩸 - Wash blood off my muse ~ Relta muttering “you still bleed and shit it’s a lot”
"You...phrase that as if you think I don't bleed."
He does wonder even if he avoids prodding her further. Did she assume he was a being simply incapable of oozing the same gore and viscera as humans do, or was this some working theory about him being ...well, something that was more parts than bone? It is surprising how blatantly the comment comes across. Also, how utterly unfazed he is, suspected android theories or otherwise.
Beneath the layers of black gear, there is a sticky coating of blood that oozes through the fabric. Impressively, it has not dried yet, although he notes how itchy his skin has started to feel even before she begins to wipe away the worst of it.
She is braver than most. Willing to step into a difficult task, clearly, even if it means toiling with the likes of him. With a focused stare, he observes her every move. Suppressing the urge to wave her off and admit that the whole thing is wasted effort.
"It's not my blood. For the record." He says that when far too much time has passed. After the absence of cuts or notable wounds had long been realized. "Maybe you're right. Maybe I don't."
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❛ i’ll come running whenever you need me. “ ~ Relta if okay
"Running away from me would result in a longer lifespan." For one of those rare moments, he is being very calm despite his frankness. Calloused fingers pull at the old bandage wrapped around his palm. Faded and unravelling because he rarely suffers wounds now that he doesn't simply grit through the healing process.
"Most people die around me, in case you hadn't already picked that up. The callsign is more of a warning these days than some badge of merit."
Closed starter for @corsetslaced feat Gigi!
It wasn't that Gigi was bored by the event but after a while, they all started to look the same. The same people talking about the same gossip. With Caleb attending with her and watching her every move, Gigi couldn't even make things interesting. Or could she? Gigi grabbed another glass of champagne (her third but who was counting) and sauntered up to her bodyguard, Caleb. "If I have to listen to more gossip, I'm going to throw someone out the window. Save me." She pleaded to him in a hushed tone. "Why don't we leave and you can give me a different reason to want to scream?" The princess whispered with a grin creeping across her lips.