#ow1et

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤYOU    FIXATE    ON    HER    BAVERY    -    BEMUSED    BY    HOW    SHE    ATTEMPTS    TO    ORCHESTRATE    YOUR    FALL.        timbre    ripe    of    rage    -    trying    to    skin    you    down    to    the    bone    ,    shuffles    skin    tight    on    a    decree    of    emotions    defined    proper    .        this    is    an    arena    of    a    man    and    a    sword    in    belief    it    had    found    a    tyrant    .        and    thus    you    build    yourself    over    -    slipping    lies    into    the    back    corners    of    alleyways.    an    imposition    of    sight    over    change        -    miming    you    a    god    in    decline.        and    so    you    fix    your    veneer    -        playacting    softness    when    you    are    rather        STRICKEN    BY    A    WANT    TO    SILENCE    HER.        you    are    not    a    man    -    you    know    that    but    why    expose    your    monstrousness.        why    tickle    the    fancy    of    something    not    quite    common    when    you    could    have    her    in    your    palm    ,    like    a    good    little    soldier    .        and    so    you    think    to    to    understand    her    -    to    quell    the    need    to    steal    yourself    away    -.        and    you    count    your    blessings    for    you    are    a    god    always    given    what    you    may    need.        and    so    you    take    this    as    you    took    the    stars    -    rotting    time    and    feeding    it    to    hope    .    OBFUSCATING        EVERYTHING    YOU'VE    DONE    AND    EVERYTHING    YOU    WILL    BE    .            for    if    she    was    here    to    unravel    you,    you’d    do    the    same    to    her.        

THE DIM GLOW PRESENT IN HER HUES, : OBSERVING INTERACTIONS OF OTHERS, back leaned against the wall &. arms folded over her chest. a gentle smile at the sight, to see people connect, to see them 𝐄𝐗𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 : BOTH GOOD &. BAD. ( the sight a reminder as itself : this is one of the reasons they fight on. )

yes. behind a cloud of smoke and sunglasses precariously at the end of her nose, annie's eyes narrowed. here we go. this was exactly why she didn't like drifting too close to the city. sure, you got wider reach with shorter bandwidth - but if it wasn't corps, it was someone with an opinion on how you were doing your thing! what, she's too mean to the fascists when she's riding their soundwaves? too much gore and death in her news bulletins? annie grinned wide, leaning forward on her hand and removing her sunglasses entirely.

though he may come across as cold, oswald is in fact deeply sentimental and at heart a romantic. what draws him to antiques is their uniqueness, informed by their personal provenance. the same could be said of art, jewelry, etc., more broadly. he enjoys things that are both aesthetically pleasing in their appearance or make and are unusual in some respect. the latter can occasionally be even more enticing to him than the former, i.e., he is more appreciative of a piece that may be objectively ugly but is rare or one-of-a-kind, than a piece that is beautiful but common.

of course, he’s able to separate his own personal preferences from his business, and has no issue dealing pieces that he considers tacky, crass, low-brow, etc., so long as they are profitable. in fact, he can get a petty enjoyment out of it, selling what he considers to be worthless or cheap to someone for an exorbitant price.

it was a matter of patience. and cindy knew that going into... whatever this thing between her and athene is. she doesn't care much for labels anyway, cindy's main concern is mostly for how athene feels about things. rushing to find a word for it would only stress the poor girl out more.

" i know, angel, " cindy says softly, her words always gentle when not playful. she feels the urge to reach out for athlene's hands as a gesture of support, but restrains the impulse. (she'd probably be too nervous to say no anyway.)