#gaiscedach

“Such a tool is interesting.” Having the knowledge itself of modernity didn’t stop amazement, even when she preferred traditional methods. “It must facilitate everything,” she speaks without directing her sight to him, “The fishing, I mean.”

              ❛ And I assume you are here in pursuit of a dusty old wives’ tale? ❜

         ‵ Yo quiero comer culo. ′

❛ I like your long, shiny hair. ❜        Pulls out the short blade.

There is no hesitation in the extension of a callous-worn hand, fingertips quickly ( albeit gently, perhaps a strange thing to think one so stony and grim capable of being, were it not for the tenderness of her general affairs outside of War ) grasping at the fellow warrior’s earlobe, exploring and caressing it with curiosity. A narrowed gaze focuses upon the piercing, flipping the jewelry ❛twixt her fingers nimbly, tugging at piece with little care for whether or not it would harm him —— after all, she hadn’t been sure it was secured into his earlobe to begin with.