#echomyra

[bydoves]

just because i know doesn't mean i want to be reminded. - from karen karen

❛❛ I get it, 𝑏𝑢𝑡. . . ❜❜, a great big dramatic pause before she looks up at Karen. Her hair shines so brightly when the sun hits it and she looks so 𝚊𝚕𝚕-𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐, like the sky brought her down just to keep Daisy company. The satin robe rests carelessly on her body, her tits are almost fully exposed but she doesn't really care. She doesn't have to face all that much judgement from the dirty-blond, 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘥𝘨𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳, anyway. ❛❛ I don't think reminders are all that bad, Karen. I think we need them, . . . to persevere, ❜❜ a cock of the head, 𝐀 𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐍. . . maybe she doesn't know what she's talking about. She sips some tea before continuing;

❛ ❛ & if I didn't remind you, who would? Warren? No. I just think, and tell me if you want me to stop thinking, that my honesty is very important and should be welcomed. [eyebrows raised] — Am I wrong? ❜ ❜

[revnants]

❝ Do I know you? ❞ @echomyra -- (Gemma, RE: Mark)

Like a dying fire that reignites, his figure shakes with the onslaught of emotions : relief, despair, elation, both victory & defeat as he finds himself so close, yet still so very far. the true battle will be once they step outside these doors, but Mark can't seem to focus on anything past this moment. YOU'VE BECOME UNRECOGNIZABLE IN SO MANY WAYS. tears prick the corners of his eyes as he discovers new lines & contours to her face, a testament to the years passing between them. he must seem a mad man, standing here with blood on his face — his clothes. Mark does his best to reign in his expression, revert to the calm mask that tends to put others at ease.

❝ You might not remember right now, but that's alright. ❞ quiet tone, palms out -- he aims for an unimposing, almost sheepish demeanor.

Anything to draw her carefully out of the lion's den. past this cage, SHE MIGHT EVEN RECOGNIZE HIM AS HER HUSBAND. so he dares to hope, to dream, for maybe the first time since he answered the door that dreadful night.

but he can't lose focus- ❝ You seemed upset when I came in, do you think you might feel better out in the hallway? ❞ the more he can make her feel in control of the situation, the better. in a place like this, it can even seem like a miracle. just a few more steps, taken of her own volition, and the Scouts will truly have been reunited. bound through death, transcending severance.

[satanless]

⠀⠀Comfort was nothing short of her home in Highbury. With servants shrouding each room at every given pace and infliction of the girl, Emma did not have much to think about anything to do with anything. Though that does not limit her, as she garners her opinions and shares them with her friends when she feels most welcomed. Elizabeth's disposition was not at all repulsive, nor did it bring Emma any unpleasantry, which often meant, to Emma at least, that speaking her mind would only sway another to agree with her, and oh how she loves to sway minds to her will. ❛❛ Well of course I can tell you what I think of Mr Darcy. I do not think of him at all. ❜❜ A light chuckle, hues of pale spring yellow giggle ever so slightly with her in a short jitter.

⠀⠀A delicate sip of tea gave the girl all the more greed to go on with her judgments of Darcy, not that they were at all groundbreaking. ❛❛ He is so utterly miserable that it bores me. Not the least bit charming. ❜❜ Posture switches over to face Elizabeth, slyly maintaining her poise as she questions the girl sitting to her left. Any and every possibility that might explain Elizabeth's reason for asking for Emma her thoughts on Darcy had begun racing through her head. Making sure not to drop any tea, she quickly places the cup back on the saucer and goes on.

⠀⠀❛❛ Why exactly do you ask? I understand that I am almost always right about everything, so your questioning me leaves no bother at all, though it did appear out of nowhere, like a hare pouncing up and out of tall grass, she motions a swirl from eye level down to her knee, where she then rests her hands. Do tell me. ❜❜ Eyes widen with the utmost tenacity. @echomyra– –