#onaneset

❛ well ,  i did learn a little bit of russian on my travels ... ❜    with dulcet hidden hues glimmering with recollection ,  her shoulders shrug with sheepishness .    ❛ i`ve ..  forgot most of it ,  i - i`m sorry to say . ❜    she flushed ,  cheeks taking on such a pinkette hue at their most plump .  she recalls with such admiration for the russian front .  the COLD winters spent at stranger`s homes when she explored the world on her travels .  she taps her bottom lip ,  gazing off into nowhere as if looking away from pink hair  &&  mountainous biceps would help her think .    ❛ i only remember Спасибо ,  and Прощай ... ❜    she then BRIGHTENS ,  becoming the sun`s rival .    ❛ zarya ??   do you think you can teach me more russian ??  i`d love to learn from you !! ❜

i would die for pyrrha nikos

perhaps her cruelness towards other servants came to light.     mercy placed glass bottle of  mysterious  elixir on her workbench, turning in her seat to look at the vampire standing stiffly against the doorframe.          ‘ why, mei, of course i don’t, ’     legs stood her up && carried her over to shorter woman. hands carefully moved to her jaw, thumbs on the cold flesh of her cheeks with a small smile gracing her lips.     ‘ i’m not working to avoid you, dear, i’m working so i can help you.     because i want to. ’

  💖 = Hand holding || ACCEPTING

  Angela was a woman of soft touches. It was hard to feel unloved around her. Though her closest friends inspired more affection-- newfound friends inspired enough. She was showing Aleksandra around the newly re-established Gibraltar facility. They’d taken a short break from the tour to visit the cafe (( Angela was on a strict caffeine only diet, and she needed a refill )). The two were sat at a table, Angela sipping her coffee slowly as she watched the woman’s face. Was she wonderous?? Impressed? Or the exact opposite.