IN THE WHITE ROOM / jervis' execution

[align=center]— if I fall, get knocked down, pick myself up off the ground —

Jervis himself never laid a paw on the tiny Privateer.  But the Pitt had.  She'd been treated kinder than most.  Lucky.  Watched over by a father desperate enough to sneak away from his crew to spy.  Taken by someone who became attached to a child they stole.  But it meant nothing.  Nothing compared to the blood they'd spilt.  And for Jervis, who broke deals, kidnapped her cousin, and made his own clanmates suffer in his place... No punishment would be severe enough.

The fae joined the outskirts of the crowd, scowling towards the crackling fire.  Should the vixen ever return to the living, he would find no welcome in any corner of the continent.  Now if only Stryker and Ninazu could share his fate today.

✯ — keona sibéal ní faoláin. female. privateer of the typhoon. blind. rusty spotted cat.  ref. bio.