rxbricate, disputationix, firmusrosa, ortusvir
easy beasts were marks left to their own devices, long in tooth and barely fanged for fighting. and even so she could see spitfire in the passerby's eyes, watching in delicate sea foam froth. fingers itched something fierce, a twining upon digits to simply humiliate a stranger for her own devices -- it's not like they looked like they needed their money, right? conscience, however, brought upon by a traveling companion not soon forgotten had been instilled in the young thief and she stays her sticky hand.
instead she harps out to the other, voice a sweetling's hymn and digits tousle in tresses of gilded nature.
❛ ya'know wanderin' bout the way ya are makes for easy pickin's . this ain't the most friendly of neighborhoods.









