#moonlit-sails

✧ Weird Nonsense // accepting ✧

Sable knew they shouldn't have gone shopping at this beastly warehouse. It was all steel, polished floors, and organized shelves. It was so surgically clean that it irritated her. And when she found out they needed something from this quartered off section, Sable wandered into this wintery nightmare. She curled up in an open pallet, started growing layers of feathers to keep her warm, and waited for Neo to find her.

✧ Eavesdrop Meme // accepting ✧

There was a rare, intense hatred kindled in Zidane's gaze at the name of the man that every member of the Glaucus family despised. "Scum." That wasn't a strong enough word. "No. Lower than that. Raleigh is what scum looks at with pity. He and his goons are cruel humans who care only for their self-interests and excuse their malice as discovery."

✧ Eavesdrop Meme // accepting ✧

"Neo is a complex person." She could have left it at that, but it wouldn't have been fair to Neo. "They have this cold exterior, like they're above everything and see straight through any shit you try to throw in their eyes."

"A little cranky? A little?"

Yang's hands fall to her hips, tail lashing back and forth while she regards the half pint woman in front of her. Said woman who had up and vanished for a week right as the most disgusting wave of Grimm had attacked.

They'd thought she might've fucking died! She was durable as fuck, but everyone had their limits. Yang had worried.

"You could have at least texted one of us to say you weren't dead."

"I didn't? You're sure?"

Tyrian is hunched beside Hazel, head cocked and studying him. He'd not moved from his spot all day, despite his orders. Tyrian figured it couldn't hurt to remind the man.

"You're not doing what Her Grace asked of you."