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" HMM... I LIKE hearing your singing. It reminds me of Mother. " Nights 'round the piano, Alcina playing as Daniela twirled and Bela masked a laugh... She pouts at the memory. " It's lonely without her. "
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@lullabyed * sc .
" HMM... I LIKE hearing your singing. It reminds me of Mother. " Nights 'round the piano, Alcina playing as Daniela twirled and Bela masked a laugh... She pouts at the memory. " It's lonely without her. "
𓊔﹒𓌹 𓂃 𓌺 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴'𝚂 𝚂𝙾𝙼𝙴𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚃𝚁𝙰𝙽𝚂𝙲𝙴𝙽𝙳𝙴𝙽𝚃 about the huntress— something larger than life, regardless of the fact that she towers like a noble monument to some long dead folk-hero (or, rather, dolmen to a folktale; man-eater in the tall grass / wolf to a rabbit, facetiously). her mask and veil are a veritable tree-topper, amplifying her already massive stature with sheer consternation, dreadful awe. he peers up toward her, craning his neck with some difficulty, and considers; perhaps it has something to do with the fact that she can dispatch a grown man from across a field with a single motion of her prodigious arm. he surely should be more frightened than he is, but frank’s never quite been one for self-preservation; rather, a keen curiosity floods him. “ 𝙡𝙚𝙢𝙢𝙚 𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙖 𝙩𝙧𝙮, 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙝? ” he gestures to the hand-axe at her side. it’s coated in what he can only assume is fresh blood; a thick, viscous layer of dark red that similarly decorates his own blade, stuck on his belt loop swinging in tandem with his movements. 🔪 @lullabyed
lullabyed asked: “quit it or i’ll bite.” [ she's feral :shrug: ]
She’ll bite? She’ll frickin’ bite her? What the hell? As if having axes thrown into her back and slashing across her face and chest isn’t enough. Now Huntress wants to use teeth, and something tells Kate if she actually did bite her, it’ll end with a huge chunk of her skin being torn off or fingers being yanked off or something terrifying and unpleasant like that. Kate huffs and puffs on Huntress’ shoulder, having been wiggling as hard as her small body allowed her to after being picked up. Her leg stings and burns, blood dripping down the tip of her boot and onto the ground as Huntress walks them... somewhere. The other three have already been killed by the woman’s hand, and Kate wishes she would just get on with it and kill her, too. But all the killers enjoy playing with their food, don’t they? Huntress has... shown kindness to her before, but Kate doesn’t think it means anything, not really. Just games to make this life more entertaining.
“Bite me and I’ll bite you back. Don’t care if ya bite harder than I do.” She obeys, though, and stops her wiggling and battling, flopping unceremoniously against the woman’s strong shoulder.
lullabyed answered your question: So I’ve had an idea, it crossed my mind.. I want...
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Thanks! Your url is cute :)