“ give ‘em the rope and they’ll hang themselves . ”
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“ give ‘em the rope and they’ll hang themselves . ”
@hethief liked / word to the wise - hadestown !
@hethief said : ‘ we have to run , now ! ‘
“ would you relax ? ” disinterest lays flat against her tongue. she didn’t jump. or rush to dart around the corner. if there’s ONE THING she knows… the faster the movement , the more attention they’re going to draw. instead , mal’s moves are slow. the straightening of her back. shoulders tensing. and smirk curling fully across her features. it’s a practiced effort that keeps his nervous energy from contorting her own. “ he didn’t even see us , ” she adds. just before letting hand fall back to the fruit stand at her side. polished nails rake over each of the apples. picking THE MOST BRUISED , she swipes it with ease. and laughs as she tosses it in jay’s direction. “ come on. i’m bored anyway. ”
@hethief said: And then Satan said “put the alphabet in math”.
“Numbers alone are evil.” Harry commented somewhat bitterly, shaking his head. Despite his age and the education provided by the Isle (or perhaps because of it), Harry didn’t know how to count or even to tell the time on the pocket watch he kept tucked away, so any mention of math tended to draw his ire. Why people thought such a complex subject needed to be made even more complicated by adding letters to it was beyond Harry and he rubbed his thumb along the point of his hook as he continued to scowl. “Whoever came up with math did a far more wicked thing than either of us have ever managed.”
@hethief said: No, you’re not as funny as me. Stop trying.
“Ah, what’s that I hear, Jay? Is it jealousy?” Harry said as he grinned, his spirits rising at the chance to get under someone’s skin. “You know, I would say that’s not a good look on you, but I think we both know that you’ll never be better looking than me no matter what you try.”
“ can i help you ? ” she stays seated , reclined against the brick wall seemingly without a care . exhaling a final puff of smoke from her lips , she presses the searing end of the cigarette butt into the pavement before flicking it into the middle of the alley . “ nothing valuable for you here , i’m afraid . ”
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@hethief / ▓ = caught stealing their belongings .
She’s cautious as she enters the shoppe that morning. The lock wasn’t on the door and she knew it had been locked. Uma’s already holding her sword in her hand, letting light footsteps carry her to the store room at the back. She’s thankful she has walked these floors so much that she knows where every creaking plank was, where divots in the wood might catch your footing, or a nail that stuck out a little too far but was so bent it was impossible to put back in place. Uma was a professional at avoiding them all with grace and poise. A threatening stance as she stands in the open doorway. She watches Jay for a moment, then lets out a deep chuckle. ❛ You’re not supposed to be here~ ❜ It’s in a taunting, sing-song way, something pointing to her having spent far too much time around Harry. She doesn’t move, just lets the sword glint in the light, tongue tracing a dangerous line over her teeth. The doorway is blocked. If he wanted to leave, he’d have to get through her first.
@hethief said : ‘ get some sleep , i’ll keep watch ‘
tension settles into muscles — already wound too tightly around bones. frame held together by nothing more than spite. she will not fall. and she WILL NOT lose. whatever game the gods are playing , she won’t be their pawn. but the exhaustion that had bleeds from her aura is evident. at least so much as to be seen by careful , calculating eyes. maybe the only pair that knows her well enough to see through the bullshit. the cracks where light slips in and dare she say it... she feels a sense of vulnerability. her mother’s voice echoes in her mind , like booming thunder that rattles against the dome. it reminds her NOT TO BE WEAK. all before cursing her for being such a disappointment.
“ uh... did you forget last time you kept watch ? ” words , that ought to be thrown in his face as if made of acid , hold the smallest traces of amusement. following the twitch in her lip. the curve of a smile she doesn’t allow to fully blossom onto her features. it’s locked in her gaze. green eyes brightening as eyebrows lift. “ i woke up to you DROOLING ON MY SHOULDER and half our stash gone ! ” fury had burned through her that night. a rage that might have once held power to bend trees and break lesser men. but this was the isle. she might be enough to strike fear into the hearts of her classmates. beyond that... she didn’t have real power. “ why don’t you get some sleep ? besides — i’m not tired. ” if she said it enough , would she one day believe it ?
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Deadpan. She simply stares at him. Blinks. Takes a moment to take in his laughter, before her own confusion forms on her face. It’s a self-conscious moment; she isn’t so sure if she’s just out of the loop on this one, so her arms cross in a way to protect and keep herself closed off. Uma settles as she always does when she is sure something is just an Auradon thing she wasn’t aware of yet: she’s bitchy and sharp when she talks. ❛ Was that supposed to be funny? ❜ She was trying, honestly, if her and Jay getting along mattered so damn much to Gil then she’d try endlessly, but sometimes she thought the core four’s time in Auradon had changed them more than she could get used to.