hcllscat:
though it feels like a lifetime since she’d last seen daimon, there’s little surprise to her that he’s decidedly unchanged. it hadn’t invoked a fondness, however, not at first. she felt an irritated grumble claw at her throat, frustrated words had begged to be released despite patsy’s reluctance. it’s been like that since she’d landed here. she doesn’t like it and that only serves to make it all the worse. “ will ya just calm down before your hair goes all great ball of fire and becomes a homing beacon for every cold blooded native in the vicinity?? i need ten minutes of peace. ”
and this is not the reunion daimon imagined, either. he wanted less god-fearing and more cool and casual charm for that. but cool and casual have never been used to describe daimon. “ i’d have preferred wild desire, ring of fire, but i guess yours works too. hiya, hellcat. ”