`✦ ˑ ִֶָ 𓂃⊹ continued from here [x] | @malicestrike
snowfall that reminds her of what used to be, what once was - there's a fondness in her eyes, tinged with the darkness of memories she can no longer grasp, can no longer live in continuation. she sticks out a bit, she thinks, with the way she certainly isn't dressed for the cold weather, but she's used to it, and the virus running through her veins keeps her warm enough as it is. snowflake to the tip of her nose, she almost chuckles, with the slightest shake of her head.
the woman beside her speaks and she turns her gaze slightly towards her, a small smirk growing upon lips at her words. alice was given the rundown already, enough for this mission at least, she's just like you, and didn't have to think much about what exactly that meant.
❝ nah, that'd be too easy. gotta make it somewhat difficult for us, right? ❞
there's a joke somewhere under there, a bad attempt she thinks as she carefully grimaces to herself - it's been a good two years since she's last worked alongside someone, definitely is rusty in the social department.
❝ at least we get a better view this way. ❞