+ alwaysenduphere
+ lauranastasis
+ causingpain
+ burtmxcklin
+ bourboniisms
“I wish it was easier to tell which women aren’t straight and which are, that way I’d know whether I had a shot or not.” Dinah sighed into her drink.
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+ alwaysenduphere
+ lauranastasis
+ causingpain
+ burtmxcklin
+ bourboniisms
“I wish it was easier to tell which women aren’t straight and which are, that way I’d know whether I had a shot or not.” Dinah sighed into her drink.
( &&. lauranastasis )
( she’s got her bow in hand as she searches for a new place to practice and train, as she’s still a little RUSTY from being dead for who even knows how long. her aim has improved from when she first tried this, though the slightest distraction can throw her off. )
( so as she aims at a tree, arrow knocked and ready, she hears a sound-- footsteps, it seems, and her focus is thrown off. the arrow lands in the ground next to the woman’s feet, and shock and fear is written all over allison’s face. of course, she calms when she notices it’s not any sort of enemy, but she’s got an apologetic look written across her porcelain features as she goes to pick the arrow up. )
“oh my god, i’m so sorry--”
( lauranastasis )
“HEY, all ‘m sayin’ is that you need to loosen up a little sometime. Comin’ from someone who is usually a stoic douchebag, that’s sayin’ a lot. I mean a lot because I just called myself a stoic douchebag.”
{ lauranastasis }
❛ ‘m no g e n i u s but ‘m pretty sure that’s a TERRIBLE plan. ❜
confusion crosses the blonde’s features as a scent invades her nostrils. it has a hint of familiarity, but erica can’t find a source of reasoning for the matter. not until her honey gaze discovers the owner of such an aroma. with a subtle sniffle, she confirms that part of the odor is that of every creature of her species, but there was still some underlying fragrance in which erica couldn’t put her finger on. she doesn’t realize that she had been staring for several minutes, attempting to identify the identity of the other scent.
‘’I’ve been told that it’s BAD to stare. Are you allowed to BECAUSE you’re like....a girl?’’
&& lauranastasis