“ were you being nice or sarcastic ?? ”
• • ∥ ; @anancient , from PROMPT . ↷ ☀ , • PROMPTS FROM THE MANDALORIAN SEASON 1
█ ○ ░ honeyed, sweet cuts a ribbon across his face , coiled harmlessness between plain honesty's spokes . like the flats of his hands laid evenly across his lap, all cards of the proverbial sort set stacked face - up beside his cooling tea cup, beside her sweating glass — and cards of the actual sort, the playing sort . weathered, edges wrinkled, suguru's smiling eyes ticked into partial moons ﹠. lashes like the cut of an ink black brush, words fresh and drying ( ' well done ! you played better than i expected . ' ) his knuckles CLICK when he lifts them, threaded like a daisy chain beneath his resting chin. “ could i only be either ? no ... i couldn't deign to be anything but nice to your face . ” head 𝚝𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 like a scale overturned, long loose bangs kissing the sweet pleasantry of a game's extended poker face ﹠. the stack of cards snapped softly between his shuffling fingers ; '𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝' unspoken, loudly laced around words grown from candy - hardened needle points .
