#yoaake

@yoaake : It’s not that he doesn’t notice the intensity of her stare, but that he simply chose to ignore it. Ignore it, in the same way a prey animal would not look its predator in the eye.

He coughs into his hand, an awkward way to break the ice. ❛ ❛  Judith-  ❜ ❜ he begins, Subtlety shifting to put a little more space between them, ❛ ❛  I appreciate your company, but don’t you think we should change topics into something less- morbid ?  ❜ ❜

A pout ! Her lips pursed in displeasure - she is staring still, staring intently, awaiting for a response she will like, to no avail however, so she whines, isn't it so boring when they don't play along ? Judith hums only when he lingers away ; how mean, what a cold little guy, this one is. ❝ Now, now, I hardly think it's morbid. I'm just wondering is all, can't be faulted for being curious. ❞ One step forward, inclined to invade his space.

❝ So, what do you think ? If I were to eat you, as a meal - not in some other way, do you think I'll get healthier ? Like a supplement or some sort , I just think you'd be a good meal. ❞

' i’ve never been one to put much stock into the concept of physical wealth . gold is an alloy with inherent value among men . the gift of making it , i suppose , means that inherent value is lost on me . it’s just- shiny , really . '

𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐋𝐒 𝐈𝐓𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 . difficult to swallow , when the value of his work is minimized to the luster of a single coin . never mind it he will enlighten the other .

　　　❝ it is not because it shines that its value is so great . ❞ leather - wrapped fingertips are gentle , though firm , as they pluck the coin from the other's palm . the gleaming metal turned to & fro , amber gaze investigating every scratch upon the once - flawless face of the mora , the dulling of precious metal . a flick ; coin bounces over a knuckle , & lands at last in his own palm , fingers closing around it to disguise it from view.

　　　❝ true that there lay no inherent value in a polished bit of metal , but such is the same for silks , wine ; even a blade . it is not by assignment that they find their value . it is in the smile of the lord who pleases his lover with fine linen , the drunk who glows red when he swallows the liquor , the glory of a warrior whose steel rings true . for mora it is the significance of a promise . a bargain struck . the value of a trade in physical form . it is by centuries of solid word that the coin finds its worth : not simply because it is ' shiny . ' ❞

palm opens once more . the coin shines brilliantly , as if never dulled .

' i’d place more merit in the value of a bountiful family , over anything else . what do you think ? '

            "        i  told  you,        lieutenant,        there’s  no  need  to  hold  back  with  me.        “        because  nelliel  certainly  hasn’t,        evident  via  the  crater  in  mother  earth’s  soil  caused  by  her  impact  alone.     had  hisoki  not  moved,        he  would  have  become  a  stain  upon  the  grass.    former  espada  sheathes  her  weapon,        then  a  look  of  whimsy  shall  emerge  unto  expressionism.        “        i’m  more  durable  than  you  think.        “