#emeraldspectacle

          Mombi had heard Evanora would be here, talking to some of the town officials. She had been careful, always hiding in the shadows, watching her interact with others. As soon as she was alone, she showed herself by stepping away from the shadows. She had shown herself before, always like someone passing by, she couldn’t help herself, she needed to show her face.

         She nodded towards the other brunette, waited for a second, opened her mouth to say something, but decided against it and tried to walk away again.

Send 'Pardon My Hand' For My Muse's reaction to Yours sneaking up behind them and slipping their hand between My Muse's Legs..

Status: Not accepting oh my god you people evidently all want to fuck her (I don't blame you I would also pardon my own hand).

So she doesn't expect it and she isn't thinking about it. She's just standing there patiently rifling through papers and she isn't wearing any pants, just those rose pink boy shorts and that black t-shirt, until Evanora almost frightens the hell out of her and her stomach drops and jumps in that way it will, until she relaxes and her jaw clicks at the tense feeling she's trying to shake off.

Calming sentence starters.

Status: Hella accepting

There's the way bright blue eyes look up and she's glancing at Evanora, her arms right around her knees, trembling like a leaf. It's dark and of course her phone is in her bedroom, leave it to her luck the power would go out when she was downstairs trying to make a pot of tea in the middle of the night. And it takes a bit before the other finds her, pressed into a ball under the kitchen counter, her eyes squeezed shut.

Make me choose between:

_________ or _________