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Aesthetic 🗝 Harriet “Hattie” Clarke 🗝
I’m afraid the phrase ‘honourable woman’ stop describing me the moment King George decided my virtue was best spent behind enemy lines. And as you know there’s no honour in war Mr. Shelby.
Words to Live By 🗡Eleanora “Nora” Argent 🗡
Fairytales will never be written of my bravery, and no because I run from a fight but because the heroes aren’t meant to get so bloody. People want a hero on a white pedestal but honey I’m far too scarred for that.
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!
17! You made it! Well done! <333
You queued this in March, you nerd. Happy Birthday. What have you done this year?
leavethishumanrace continued from here xxx
Ah, sarcasm and childish retorts, “’m no’ alive.”
Kitty barely contained the eyeroll. “oh, please.”
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❛ y’ set somethin’ off which killed a man. y’ sayin’ that’s not y’er fault? ❜
he’s LYING, knowing damn well that he was the reason why an innocent was dead; after all, he was the one to SET UP the trap ( that would kill his victim if someone triggered it ) in the first place, however he wasn’t expecting someone to trigger it right away, so he had to try and play it off as though he had no part in it. worry is evident within his eyes, slight concern becoming an expression on his facade. hues frantically move from the corpse to the other LIVING being and he parts his lips to speak, but nothing comes out. wesson makes sure to let his breathing pick up and he doesn’t hesitate to release whimper as if he were really concerned with the situation. he believed that he could pull this off without any fault, but he knew himself and somewhere along the line, he’ll mess up.
“I didn’t set anything off.”
Defensive. She fluctuates between defensive and aggressive but his accusation makes her hackles rise. Kitty crosses her arms. There is something off about this man, something that makes the wolf in her snarl and bare its teeth.
“He just dropped dead,” she nods to the corpse, straightening her spine. “If it were me--you’d know.” Kitty licks her lips, shifts her weight back. He’s dangerous, she can feel it, a charge in the air. The silver around her wrist burns and she thumbs the clasp. If push came to shove...
“It’s not my fault.”
nobody has a queue the moon tag so i'm claiming it.