#josettesaltzman

Crouching down as they wonder through the forbidden castle in the country of Romania. Places that are drawn by creatures and monsters that the Scooby Gang reveal to be humans. That is what monsters really are : monsters in masks. They were the vile creatures that lurked in the shadows, who were their own self - deprecations but blamed their misery on others. It was interesting to see the length of just how far people were willing to go to outstretch their own misery and evil unto the world.

Daphne Blake : Jeepers! Don't you know not to sneak up on a girl? It's considered rude!

Hands swipe down to straighten any wrinkles in the purple dress. Scuffed white go - go boots, nearly breaking her heart in itself! A problem for another day that Daphne would have to face. Another swipe of a credit card she'd just face. More important fish to fry in this moment - like the villain of this story tormenting the small village!

the sun perches his lips, a laugh bubbles through his chest. warmth spreads where he reaches, being of such goldhood, comes with prices to pay. " cookies 'n cream for me! " he pleas in agreement. hands on car keys, smile reaching the other. " i drive you buy? "

Skye knelt down beside Josie, her cobalt blue eyes scanning the gash on the younger girl’s forehead. Blood trickled down Josie’s temple, painting her soft features with stark crimson. Skye’s hands hovered, unsure whether to go find something to press against the wound, or if staying with her was the better idea.

At Josie's dismissive comment, Skye’s lips pressed into a thin line, a flicker of frustration sparking in her gaze. “ Josie, ” she said softly, the warmth in her voice wrapped in steel, “ you’re bleeding all over yourself & you’re trying to reassure me? ” Her fingers brushed Josie’s shoulder lightly, steadying her. “ You’re too kind for your own good, ” Skye added, exhaling sharply through her nose.

Remembering that she had a napkin tucked away in her purse, Skye quickly went & grabbed it, before moving back towards Josie. Once she was kneeling in front of her again, she began dabbing at the wound, the action being surprisingly gentle for someone who was once capable of ripping out hearts in a single motion. “ Maybe it’s not as bad as it looks, but forgive me if I don’t take your word for it. You Saltzmans seem to think you’re indestructible. ”