they struggled to get the cursed limb to stay still, refrain from twitching in a moment as mundane as painting their nails. every time they attempted a stroke, the mangled hand flinched away from it. frustration almost overtook their entire figure like a vengeful ghost possessing an unsuspecting soul. in that moment, cinder was tempted to grab the tiny bottle of onyx nail lacquer and launch it into the ground with all their gods - given might.
but fall paused and took a deep breath to regain some semblance of control over their fury. it’s not worth your power to throw a temper tantrum over this. the maiden was obviously irritated at the situation with dark brow lowered in steamed anger. once they realized their colorful companion was watching from afar, autumn’s gaze narrowed in her direction. “ do you enjoy watching me struggle, neo? ” they rasped.
@scattersouls, plotted starter.











