“ what happened to you? “ {no-luck-needed}
Send me “ what happened to you? “ for your muse to find mine bandaging up a wound. @no-luck-needed || STILL ACCEPTING
“We should stop running into each other like this.” Lysandra mused as she looked up at the man she’d found out was named Shay. Obviously this wasn’t their first time meeting, but lately it seemed they only came across each other when one of them was either in peril or the aftermath. Green eyes stared down at the man who was now dead and then back up at Shay. “Apparently men in this time do not take no for an answer. I suppose he didn’t believe me when I told him that if he tried to touch me without my permission again I would kill him.” She shrugged as tied the makeshift bandage around a cut on her arm.
