#asks. verity johnson.

[wishmight]

[iscariotsdeputy] “V, what did you do?”

the smile she gives him in response is too sharp, all teeth. 

“didn’t do nothin’,” and if her words are a little too rough for that to be believable... oh well. it’s not the worst she’s ever looked — hell, it’s not even the worst she’s looked in the past year. 

even the warfare in hope county isn’t the worst thing she’s had to live through, far as she’s concerned. 

v draws the back of a hand over her mouth, almost grimaces at the smear of blood she sees there after. “just a lil’ self defense.”

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[wishmight]

[iscariotsdeputy] to v “ you expect me to believe that ? ”

the smile she gives him could be serene if not for the sharp look in her eyes. in another life, she’d have cowered, grimaced, said she was sorry and no and left the don’t hurt me unspoken.

                     this isn’t that life.

“it’s the truth, deputy,” v says with a shrug, her smile still firmly in place. “whether you choose to believe it or not, it doesn’t change that.”

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