𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃 , for @oysterformed !!
her laugh crescendoes through the castle corridors as she breaks away from audrey , confusing security altogether as the onyx ducks under the cover of cobwebs and dark curtains . isobel runs farther into the time-forgotten fortress , brushing past crowds of people and up stairwells —— for her all her inebriation , she is always careful ( hands gather her skirts up in their fists so she doesn't trip , watchful eyes see a decoration that poses an obstacle —— dodged ) —— and she loves it , the thrill of a chase . a belly full of whiskey sends her in a state : it's as if she's moving through water but intensely hyperaware of every breath thundering through her lungs , the dazzling lights crossing her vision , the amalgamation of sweat and perfume . turning a corner , she sees odile , and as isobel nears her she recognizes the face underneath the makeup . a pearl , hard-forged in the depths of the sea .
security yells somewhere behind her , isobel doesn't care —— they can only dare to hope to catch a serpent of her caliber ; even god frustrates himself at her tenacity , her unrelenting persistence despite being struck down . an angel fallen from his graces is still an angel all the same , and she'll show all of them the might of her will . tonight ripens for the taking .
a hand closes around the pearl prodigy's wrist as isobel tags them along into an alcove hidden along the walls , and she positions them in such a way evelyn's back faces the openness of the hallway , acting almost like a shield for the onyx , and isobel tilts her head just so , falsely appearing quite intimate with the girl . isobel doesn't breathe in the few moments following , not until she hears security hurrying past their spot . just like that , the onyx retreats , leaning her head against the walls as she looks down at the girl , triumphant . " fancy meeting you here , seto , " her voice is breathless as a victory smile stretches over her features .
