@endfated <3′d
“Yanno, we keep meeting like this and I’m gonna start to think you’re following me.”
Is she trembling as she tucks her taser back into its hip holster, is her smirk plastered on a little too tightly to her face as she glances up at her big, red friend?
The small kick at the previously possessed plant seems idle, perhaps, just something to do with her feet -- but there’s a touch of aggression there, out of character for Darcy.












