#feiisty

╰   ⧗ * ✦ ° →  ❛ mmm... ❜ the sound is soft, no more than a hum as slender figure straightens, orchid palm pressed against smooth curve of her spine. with a saccharine smile spreading onto violet lips, the widowmaker speaks with lazy drawl, amber gaze half-lidded but still precise. ❛ i was beginning to wonder if you had changed your mind about our meeting, mon trésor ----- you know how the jedi are, always so . . . flighty. ❜ with the tilt of her head, digits pressed on the hilt of her blaster, she continues her honeyed grin. ❛ -------- now, tell me, doux amour, did you come ALONE, as i said ? ❜

╰   ⧗ * ✦ ° →  she can see the target, petite, unaware, awkward in its movements. she nearly scoffs : such easy prey --- and even easier money.lithe limbs are noiseless as she sprints closer, having leverage from her position on the edge of some poor sucker's balcony. a slight breeze ruffles violet locks, but the widowmaker hardly notices, instead crouching, the smallest smirk on chilled lips. that is ---- until she senses the presence of ANOTHER. sucking in a sharp breath, annoyance laces the tip of her tongue, though her voice is wholly saccharine. ❛ excusez-moi, mon cherie ----------------- but it seems you are in my way. ❜  

                        “ ------------ LOOK, i told him not to do that. i don’t want this being pinned on ME. ”

╰ ☆ *｡▫ ▶ ❛ do you ever get . . . tired of it ? ❜ there’s a pause, heavy, brown eyes stuck on scarred fingertips. her voice is calm, breathing calm ---- an unusual sight for the hyperactive mutant. but she feels drained, partiuclarly small. ❛ i just ----- i mean, of having to take care of everyone else. more than yourself. havin to save them and care for them and --- and then being rejected because we aren't the same. we aren't fucking normal. and they hate us for it. i just ---- i don't know if i can do it any more. burn myself out for a world that thinks i'm worth nothing. ❜

best friends. @feiisty & @starbreathed.