#miscricordiac

[insanguinatopeccato]

✿

For every ✿ I get, my muse receives a rose! // open.

     “ THANK you for the gift, Elise. It’s rather lovely. Though, I certainly didn’t expect this from you since I figured you possibly still were displeased about all that’s happened but, thank you. ” 

[hyacinthsgirl]

@miscricordiac || continued

     thankfully the bullet had just grazed her, but of course that did not make her suffer less. Her shoulder felt as if it was on fire, and only a lot of willpower and clenched teeth prevented her from screaming her pain out loud. Even so, she could not help let out half a screech when the girl’s hand came in contact with the wound, and Chris instinctively grabbed the other’s arm and briefly squeezed it ( only later she would wonder whether she had hurt her or not ). Her mouth opened and she tried to reply and say that no, it was not her fault, how could it be, but words got stuck in her throat as her pain slowly diminished till it became numb. Surprise grew in her golden eyes and she stared at the girl as she bind the wound with the sash. 

     Just who was her?

     “I... won’t.” Her voice was feeble, tired. Never had she wished to be already home, but it was also true that no one had ever hurt her so much before. Her guardian would have a heart attack when he saw her shoulder. “Thank... you.”

[vnmyeong]

“Oh, he’s embarrassed of us… that’s so cute!” (spy au)

suicide squad; starter sentences. || not accepting

       Hazel eyes narrow imperceptibly as she pins her gaze on the other woman. She doesn’t like the way Elise speaks, so casually and nonchalant, now is she too fond of how carelessly she seemed to shove Zen aside as soon as the duo had returned from their mission.

       She will admit that the discomfort she currently feels is far less than the unexpected jealousy that had taken root inside her earlier, however. Watching them through her scope (and being subjected to their flirting over the comm link) was not something she wished to relive, and she shakes her head as if to banish the thought.

       The other woman’s words have made Su-Jin curious, though, and somewhat reluctantly she glances up at Zen’s face. Sure enough, pale cheeks are stained pink, and he looks as if he;s rather staunchly avoiding looking at either of them. She hates to admit it - ad God, she’ll never say it where Elise ca hear her - but she’s right. Su finds Zen’s current flustered state rather adorable.

       She shoots the dark-haired woman a momentary glance before turning to Zen in full. It’s only then that Su-Jin realizes her hand has been resting on his arm throughout the whole exchange, and she lets it fall rather suddenly; her own cheeks tinting a shade to nearly match his.

              ❝ You should, ah… go get cleaned up, I suppose. The debriefing is in ten minutes - I’ll meet you there. ❞

       Though she’s really only talking to Zen, the information is for both he and Elise - that much is clear from the startlingly professional note in her tone and the way she glances at the other female with her peripheral. She says nothing more, though; instead turning away from them and heading in the direction of the conference room. As much as Su would have liked to have spoken with Zen a little more ( ❛ to make sure he was okay, ❜ she tells herself ), she can’t be around Elise right now. Before, she had been willing to give her a chance, to try to get to know her - now it was a rather safe bet to say that most likely wouldn’t be happening