#poisiyn

[shekofeh]

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[penrdagon]

HOWL J. PENDRAGON ⅋ EVELYN D'ENTENÇA ﹙ . . . ﹚ “ IT WOULD NEVER WORK BETWEEN US. ” ⊹₊⋆ @poisiyn .

brows furrowed at the words of ... rejection ? howl couldn't be sure, so unused to hearing such words on tone as sweet as sugared honey, lilt of her voice dancing between them just above the noise created by the patrons of the pub they'd settled in. then, glassed jades flickered with a mild amusement, his intrigue suggested in the way the wizard cocked his head, earring swaying and catching the low lamp - light with a slight shine, and the beginnings of the smile that had started to lift the corners of his lips, crinkle at his under - eye. “ why's that ? ” a slow gesture of bringing his glass to his lips, studying her over the rim of it before placing it back. so often used to hearing himself form this age - old excuse, it would never work, i'm simply too much for you, i can't give you what you desire ... to have his own phrase turned back on himself presented quite the painful blow to his ego, and one that wouldn't leave a bruise left un - investigated. distantly, he could reconcile with the notion that their shared beauty posed a challenge - both of them would hog every mirror and find themselves quite favourable, and they would never be on time with the state of dress they kept themselves heightened to, and then there was power, that howl could feel bristling between them something undeniably strong indeed, would she have thought he found it undesirable ? ... he couldn't be sure. “ this is the part where you soften the blow by telling me, hm. maybe that you think i deserve better ... ” slow drawl of words, the lift of his shoulder and the slight shake of his head. “ but you wouldn't be able to believe it yourself, would you ? ”

[stormbrained]

‘  physically, yes, i could fight a bird. but emotionally? imagine the toll  ’ / wrong blog but @poisiyn hehe (evie)

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"you fight?" he hadn't meant for that to come out quite so... surprised. everyone had something of a fight instinct in the — some just had it hidden way down deep. some just didn't look like they swung fists in any circumstance. "beg your pardon, princess, but who have you been fighting?"

just birds, maybe? teddy squinted, for a beat too long, and in trying to assess her he understood less than he did moments ago.

"yeah, sure, fight a bird. i knew a guy who bust his face open trying to get a chicken," he feigned jabbing a thumb in his eye, "he's got no depth perception anymore, if that's any indication you shouldn't be fighting a fucking bird."