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@foxyxgrace
✉ Grace ⇆ Kory
Kory: Thank you ♡ I thought it was pretty clever myself
Kory: And you LOOKED fantastic, truly. I almost swept in to snatch you myself
Kory: Don't be silly, I did it for your own good babe
Kory: You still love me
Grace: I wore one of my own designs, so of course I looked fantastic. Was there ever any doubt?
Grace: Just barely. You have plenty of making up to do.
Grace: If you'd snatched me, I'm sure a lot of people would've been jealous.
✉ Grace ⇆ Kory
Grace: Nicely played, Kory.
Grace: Telling us both to meet you at a cozy restaurant.
Grace: You know my revenge'll be sweeter than cotton candy, right?
✉ Grace ⇆ Caitlin
Grace: I need your help.
Grace: It's your sisterly duty to help me.
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I think I can take you.
tammy-melinoe:
foxyxgrace:
Something told her that this was a sore subject for Tammy, judging by the way that they reacted and how their smile faltered for a moment. Had they been through a traumatic event involving a child in the past? Grace didn’t believe that to be farfetched, given the fact that the angel had lived a long time and had experienced many things over the years. Following Tamiel towards the bike, Grace positioned herself behind her friend. ”Well, he’s a keeper all the same, no? And he suits you.”
With a chuckle, they revved the bike and sped onwards, letting their glee answer for them. Before long, they were back where they started, Tamiel’s mask off and the bike parked. “Till we meet again, dear vixen.”
x
tammy-melinoe:
Their smile slipped briefly at the mention of family. Their son. “No, not quite that.” They had had a son once, not so long ago. It was the late 1800s and he was more human than angel and they loved him so much. Tamiel, for the first time in a very long while, had a real family, a husband and a child. The boy died young, only reaching his early 20s. And with his loss came the loss of their whole family. Oh, Malcolm. The smile was back on their face, regardless of the memories burning at their mind, and they swung their leg over the bike. “Yeah, let’s go home.”
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Something told her that this was a sore subject for Tammy, judging by the way that they reacted and how their smile faltered for a moment. Had they been through a traumatic event involving a child in the past? Grace didn’t believe that to be farfetched, given the fact that the angel had lived a long time and had experienced many things over the years. Following Tamiel towards the bike, Grace positioned herself behind her friend. ”Well, he’s a keeper all the same, no? And he suits you.”
tammy-melinoe:
Tamiel just couldn’t help the fond gaze that settled on the pair. Oh, vixen. Scratching Salem’s head one last time, they slipped him into their work satchel. They were, in all honesty, a little surprised they hadn’t lost it during their escapade. With a snort, they shook their head. “I’ve lived here before and I definitely agree. He’ll be good in here.”
The child from earlier returned to the pair, tugging on Tamiel’s sleeve before pointing down an alley and running off. They followed her instructions. My bike. “Hello again, baby.”
”So he’s like an adoptive son?” Grace couldn’t help but comment and for a split second, she thought of actual children that she’d probably never have. It wasn’t like she was cut out for that kind of life anyway - being a wife and a mother for example. She wasn’t like Caitlin in any way after all, the Snow sibling who most likely would have all of that one day. But Grace had come to terms with it a long time ago, yet she still thought of the things that most people desired from time to time - regardless of the fact that they’d never become a reality for her. It still crossed her mind sometimes. “You ready to head back out, teammate?”
thelastgoodluthor:
“I’m not very good at protecting people.” Lena admitted ruefully as she adjusted Grace until she was leaning more comfortably on her shoulder, not wanting the other woman to hurt her neck. “But I do my best at taking care of them, so how about we start with that?” She offered, signalling for someone who looked relatively sober to grab a glass of water for Grace. “Well, thank you. For what it’s worth yours is pretty cute too.” She complimented with a small laugh.
”You can take care of me too if you want.” Grace mumbled wit ha nod of her head. She usually didn’t allow anybody to look after her, but in this state, she truly didn’t care about that. Granted though, sober Grace wouldn’t give a single person permission to do that, but right now? Basically everything was fine with her. Turning and tilting her head back, she let her gaze roam over Lena’s face in a curious fashion. “Is there anyone taking care of you? A special someone maybe?”
fxreignprince:
“Sure, you were testing my reflexes, I will pretend I believe that,” he had really good reflexes, partly was because of his powers, but it wasn’t the only reason, as a prince, he had to work on a lot activities, some of them helped with his reflexes, “Come on, let’s get you to the couch,” he kneeled down, so she could hop up on his back.
“That’s more like it.” Grace commented happily before she started clapping her hands and jumping up and down in sheer excitement the second he gave her permission to hop onto his back. She did just that a moment later, clutching onto him like a spider monkey. It wasn’t like she needed to be told twice to hop onto someone’s back so they could give her a piggyback ride. Releasing one of her arms from Mike, she pointed towards the location in question. “To the couch!”
fxreignprince:
foxyxgrace:
How many people would flat out admit that they were masochistic? It didn’t happen every day and it even surprised Grace. But the fact that he was still lingering and willing to help only prompted her emotions to boil over and she could already feel her fingers beginning to drip with water as they flexed at her sides. Droplets fell down her skin as a loud rumble followed, which was coming from the nearby fountain that soon exploded - the moment that the brunette turned her head to glance over to it. People who passed by were gasping as they watched the scene unfold, with some of them screaming and running out of fear. They weren’t sure what was causing it, so naturally, they were afraid. As Grace noticed the fright that enveloped their features, she was immediately brought back to the moment she’d killed people at her store, right before she’d escaped the city and isolated herself from basically everybody. This was her doing, she was a murderer and didn’t deserve anyone’s help or to even have her freedom. Her angry eyes flashed a cerulean blue, brushing past him nonchalantly. “I don’t need you or your help. And if you talk to me again, I’ll punch you in the face.”
When he thought that she was starting to warm up to the idea, she got angrier. A sigh came out of his lips, as he noticed the explosion that happened on the fountain, no one got hurt, which was a good thing, both for them and because he knew that if something had happened to someone, she would feel more guilty, “That would only hurt you, but okay…” he stroked the back of his head, frustrated that he couldn’t convince her to let him help her, but he doubted that going after her would help anything, clearly it was a bad idea, so he let her go. Maybe if they got closer, she would listen to him, but for now, they were still pretty much strangers, so wouldn’t help anything to push her.
