#magdavirtute

[bluedeneb]

@magdavirtute

Deneb sat in the common room of the ship, working her latest find - a sizable chunk of green rock - against the edge of her spear. After a few passes, she would hold the edge up to the light, her eyes squinted in concentration before she went back to work again. It never seemed quite right, and part of her wanted to blame the constant vibrations of the ship beneath her. Instead, she chalked it up to another lessons he had to learn in adapting to her surroundings.

[schlemicl]

@magdavirtute || Continued from x

Seeing the young lady shiver in the cool air of Ekkunar made him feel entitled to give his coat to her. After all, that’s what a gentleman would do and he did so politely. Pale fingers unclasped the golden diamonds from the top and bottom, taking it off and handing it over to Magda. Once the coat slipped off, a sleeveless turtleneck revealed, above it was a bulletproof vest and hanging from his neck was the usual grey scarf that normally puffed from the tailcoat. His lips lifted to her question already feeling the nip of cool air grab onto scar-littered arms as he merely shook his head. Out’s excuse followed. “I’m used to the cold, living on Bliss makes you tolerant after four years.”