#inrough

"no," her tongue clicks quietly behind a grin when he singles out karlach ------ she certainly wouldn't give the two of them up to the rest of camp .... at least not intentionally. "but i would probably keep an eye out for shadowheart. she'd wait until breakfast tomorrow morning before saying a word about it, too. lull us into a false sense of security."

but whatever the worry ( or whoever ) doesn't deter her for a second from taking his hand when he offers it ------ her fingers immediately looking to slide in between his.

"so where are we going?" she skitter - steps for a beat or two in order to catch up with his stride. "do i get to know, or is it a surprise?"

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃  𝐀𝐒𝐊𝐒   //   somewhere  in  my  memes  tag  ♥  .

 ▌@inrough  sent  : ❝  lucky  for  you,  i’ve  no  pride  like  many  others  here.  ❞ 

     ❝  I  think  we  aaaall  are  past  the  pride  part  by  now,  haha  .  .  .  ❞      The  decision  of  luring  two  harmless  people  into  an  Owlbear  den  didn't  originate  from  her  head,  like  so  often.  Babette  was  not  about  to  change  the  fact  that  she  is  just  a  little  hanger-on   &   very  much  trusting  in  the  plans  her  fellow  party  members  come  up  with.

Some  plans   (  she  could  not  deny  )  ,   were  a  little  crass.

       ❝  But  we  got  a  nice  big  egg  out  of  it,  yes    ?     We  can  try  .  .  .  building  our  pride  back  up  with  that     !  ❞

𝐔𝐍𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐒𝐊𝐒  //  or I lost the meme.

 ▌@inrough sent : “I never thought I’d see you in something so fancy.”

        ❝  Not  half  that  bad,  is  it    ? ❞      There  it  was  again    —    this  awful,  shit-eating  grin.  The  one  that  would  make  eyes  roll,  makes  one  groan   &   drag  one's  palm  across  one's  face.  The  tiefling  was  thrilled  to  put  on  a  little  show    ;    with  the  nicely  tailored  suit  they  picked  up  in  the  lower  city.  Fits  him  like  a  charm,  perfect  size.  A  real  lucky  find    !

The  cleric  does  a  little  spin,  a  twirl,  if  only  to  either  impress  or  annoy  Jewel.  His  tail  swished  from  left  to  right,  practically  wagging  slowly.       ❝ Red  is  my  power  color.  That's  what  the  tailor  said,  yeah   ?    You  think  so  too    ?    Come  on, ❞       A  tiny  nudge  against  the  other's  elbow,        ❝  Y'can  just  say  it  out  loud,  I  won't  tell  the  others.  Promise. ❞

Quotes taken from Black Sails season 4 || Accepting

@inrough asks : ❝ It will be difficult. But since when did we expect this would be anything else? ❞

𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐃   "  𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐇   𝐎𝐑   𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒  “   𝐅𝐎𝐑   𝐌𝐘   𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄   𝐓𝐎   𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑   𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐘   𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓   𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒. / @inrough

the question catches her off guard ( which is quite the achievement, whether or not jewel knows it ); the jolt of it rolling into an internal wave of .... well it's not quite panic. it's more a feeling of being caught. ( did he know how often she found herself looking at him from across the campfire? or catch on to the way she would casually scan their surroundings as the group pressed on, only for the survey somehow always ending on him? she knew she'd let her gaze linger just a little too long on more than one occasion .... ) perhaps she's not as sneaky as she thought she was.

somewhere a few steps behind the both of them, baby makes a sound in the back of her throat that could almost be mistaken for a laugh.