#lowgloried

------ꜱʜᴇ ʜᴏʟᴅꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴇᴍ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴛᴡᴏ ꜰɪɴɢᴇʀꜱ ᴅᴀɪɴᴛɪʟʏ, ᴅʀᴀᴡɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴇᴛᴀʟꜱ ᴀᴄʀᴏꜱꜱ ʜᴀʟʟ'ꜱ ᴊᴀᴡ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʜᴇᴇᴋʙᴏɴᴇꜱ.

Brown hair fans out against the sofa to her side as Hall’s head rests in Sappho’s lap, and she runs the nails of her other hand lightly along the hairline, twisting her fingers around stray wisps before smoothing them back into place. She likes to see Hall like this, likes the way the words fit between her teeth and bounce off her tongue. Of course, she loves to see her riled up, angry and dangerous....dangerous especially. But, in moments of stillness such as this, she can not help but lean forward and press her lips gently to Hall’s forehead. 

----- " ᴡᴇ ᴅᴏ. " ꜱʜᴇ ʟᴀᴜɢʜꜱ, ʜᴀʟꜰʜᴇᴀʀᴛᴇᴅʟʏ.

A loose braid has found its way between her fingertips, and absentmindedly she twists the piece back into uniform. Unease has settled like a blanket over Estonia and, since, has only spread deeper into its crevices. This feeling -- this concern for safety -- has never been stronger in Sappho than it is now. She grins up at Evia, blinking away the intruding worries. There was little time for fear, that much her age had taught her.

------ꜱᴀᴘᴘʜᴏ'ꜱ ɴᴀᴋᴇᴅ ᴛᴏᴇꜱ ᴄʟɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʀᴀɴᴄʜ ꜱʜᴇ'ꜱ ᴄᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛʟʏ ʙᴀʟᴀɴᴄɪɴɢ ᴏɴ, ʙᴀʀᴋ ᴛᴇᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴀᴛɪɴ ꜱʟɪᴘ ᴅʀᴀᴘᴇᴅ ᴀʟᴏɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ʙᴏᴅʏ.

Evidently, her focus has been in the wrong direction, eyes scanning the tree line below and around her. Hall’s voice reaches her ears from directly above, trickling down her spine gentle as ice. Begrudgingly, Sappho turns upward to face her, complete with an eye roll and sigh. Her pursuer hangs from her own branch leisurely, a wicked grin sending a shot of something unrecognizable through Sappho’s body. Instinct sharpened reflexes tingle beneath her skin, and for a moment, she feels cornered, the muscles in her calf readying themselves for an effective spring to another tree. But, then the feeling fades, and a giggle, fit for a music box, tumbles past her lips as she shakes out a delighted shiver. Most supernaturals are not able to make her feel anything such as that. Most supernaturals are not able to slink past her senses without triggering a single alarm. Then again, there are many things that Hall does to her that most anybody could never.