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I WISH YOU COULD SEE THE WICKED TRUTH
CAUGHT UP IN A RUSH, IT'S KILLING YOU
CAUGHT UP IN A RUSH, IT'S KILLING YOU
[ feel free to have him read her mind lmao ]
She watched him, careful to see if she pushed him too far -- as much as she loved these verbal matches, she remained painfully aware of her vulnerability as she toed the line. She enjoyed playing cat and mouse, though she knew she tended to act like like a true wildcat when her emotions popped out too much. "You'd die of boredom if I hushed," she said, completely factual -- as if she reminded him of some obvious truth like the color of the sky. And it seemed true enough; most people here seemed content to tolerate Stryker's ego without risking the fun in toying with him.
She needed to bite her tongue to hold back her laugh at his next bit. But an exhale still escaped her nose, though she was quick to cover that with a sniffle or two to try and save face. Come near or inside you? Preferably both. She almost let herself retort that, but thought better of it. And a better trick of wordplay came to her soon after. This time, she couldn't help bit smirk and let a laugh escape her.
Her satchel and steel chain necklace fell through her body, and she trotted towards the ardent before they'd the time to collapse into the sand. She attempted to pass through one of his front legs with her intangibility -- and then leap up and over his shoulders, flicking off her intangibility and attempting to land in his fluffy mane. "I don't know, I think I'll do that again -- I quite like being this tall." Too far? Probably, but in comparison to her first idea of a retort, this seemed the safer gambit.
She watched him, careful to see if she pushed him too far -- as much as she loved these verbal matches, she remained painfully aware of her vulnerability as she toed the line. She enjoyed playing cat and mouse, though she knew she tended to act like like a true wildcat when her emotions popped out too much. "You'd die of boredom if I hushed," she said, completely factual -- as if she reminded him of some obvious truth like the color of the sky. And it seemed true enough; most people here seemed content to tolerate Stryker's ego without risking the fun in toying with him.
She needed to bite her tongue to hold back her laugh at his next bit. But an exhale still escaped her nose, though she was quick to cover that with a sniffle or two to try and save face. Come near or inside you? Preferably both. She almost let herself retort that, but thought better of it. And a better trick of wordplay came to her soon after. This time, she couldn't help bit smirk and let a laugh escape her.
Her satchel and steel chain necklace fell through her body, and she trotted towards the ardent before they'd the time to collapse into the sand. She attempted to pass through one of his front legs with her intangibility -- and then leap up and over his shoulders, flicking off her intangibility and attempting to land in his fluffy mane. "I don't know, I think I'll do that again -- I quite like being this tall." Too far? Probably, but in comparison to her first idea of a retort, this seemed the safer gambit.
WRITTEN BY AXIOM * TAGS