#fate-forged

“I am no social science expert,” Entrapta emits with a thoughtful (and mildly confused) frown, “but that sounds unhealthy. Care to explain what you mean?”

God, is she hoping that Catra explains! She’d love an excuse to study one of the smartest people in her general vicinity.

Ugh. What had she even been expecting? Of course Entrapta wasn’t going to understand what she meant. Scorpia was too nice, and Entrapta... smart as she was, she had the emotional intelligence of a brick. How could someone like Entrapta ever understand the subtleties of manipulation? She couldn’t. That was why Entrapta was there helping Catra to begin with.

oh god the memes || Accepting!

        “I mean, I’ll admit it is super cute” Scorpia added, unable to suppress a slight smile as she gently tapped a crooked sandwich back into place with the tip of her claw.

                 “But also a little... y’know, tedious.”

🌸— When they all last saw her, Perfuma was trying to escape. It was purely accident that her stupid, too long dress would trip her up as she looked back to see if anyone was behind them. And now she was dead, and well, didn’t that feel nice? It was objectively nobody’s fault, and still a heavy weight of grief laid on everyone.