#umbrs

@umbrs : i want you safe. i want you close to me.

“ i'm right here. ” he murmurs against vic's skin, but soon pulls his head back to look at his face. to think he almost never saw those eyes again. “ i'm safe. ” he reaches up to cup his cheek, and a rather somber expression settles on his face. “ i'm safe. ” fenris repeats again, his voice begins to break. instead of dwelling on it, however, he leans forward and kisses vic — tenderly, softly. he's the love of his life — and to think that he almost lost him, that he almost lost half of his soul.

“   oh,   it’s   nice   to   see   you   again,   @umbrs​.   ”    she   grins,   finger   starts   to   twist   the   ring   on   right   pointer   finger.   she   wonders   what   price   her   gaudy   necklace   received.    “   i   don’t   have   any   new   jewelry   for   you   today.   unless   you   just   came   by   to   chat?   ”     SC.

feet stop upon the street abruptly, head tipping slightly as though cocked to hear something. some days she would not have broken stride at the feeling of someone watching her ; it is not an unusual experience. she is a woman with many enemies upon many sides - - - factions still loyal to corypheus linger in shadows, magisters do not shy from an assassination between themselves and upstarts, there are the scattered whispers her spies collect about agents of an old elvhen god, and the inquisition keeps a keen eye upon her even if they know she is aware of their presence. the last, though, is less likely to be bearing a blade meant for her throat.

unless the inquisitor has changed their mind ; calpernia would not be surprised, and perhaps happy. she does so hate the fact there is a debt between her and the inquisition, some tie of thanks she must begrudgingly feel for the warning of what would have become of her had corypheus succeeded.

“   oh,   i   don’t   care   about   that,   @umbrs​.   my   mother   gave   it   to   me.   i   never   liked   it   much.   ”

unprompted ;