@debted / starter call
❝ IT IS THE ONLY THING I ASK. ❞ a firm tone, lips pressed tightly. vivian stares upon a vixen of blood and ash. no reputation that he knows of, but his EYES have never deceived him. he grasps his cloak tightly in his hands, as if he plans on throwing it down or tearing it in two.
she’s pretty. almost too beautiful to be real. he’s rarely nervous around women, but something about her has caught his howl in his throat.
it is an unnecessary stand-still, but the words ‘I’LL SHOW YOU MINE IF YOU SHOW ME YOURS’ feel childish on his teeth. but she’d seen him, eyes green and glowing ‘round their rings, blood fresh on the hem of his shirt. ❝ help me get into the archives. the Musee de Orsay is closed until morning and i know you can get inside. the item i want already belongs to me. it’s hardly theft. ❞
