#tenebrixluna

“He did tho.”

“‘Insecure simpletons’--I quite like that. It captures a nice variety of lock-users, really, although it is in itself viciously oversimplified.”

Helena hardly minded being looked over--she was quite confident in her looks, her poker face, the nonchalant demeanor she wore like a dinner blazer at a party, cool as a brisk autumn breeze--but something in the other woman made her almost...uncomfortable. Like staring at an artifact for too long. She was something that didn’t quite BELONG where she was, a feeling with which Helena, unfortunately, could all too easily identify.

“I am unfamiliar with this particular jargon... however, I have obtained a device that will allow me to traverse the internet. The answer is right at my fingertips.”

“Now I simply press ENTER and...”

“How queer-- I cannot fathom why such risque suggestions are popping up--”

“Here we are. A dictionary that translates teenage argots into an intelligible format.”

“. . . “

“. . . . . . . “

smooch expression meme

Larxene! Come to the garage! I–I gotta show you something!

The closest breakable object to the nymph, which at this time just so happens to be a porcelain vase, was promptly thrown at the shade. Seemingly, in her haste, Larxene had not realized exactly whom she was angry with, simply hearing those words riling her into blinding rage.

“Well now– sounds like someone wants to be punished.” Nice try there Gavrill.

Call me when yer old enough small fry~