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[joyousdefunct]

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oh, he’s insufferable, but he makes her smile and that’s worse.

“get out. i have to get ready.”

nico turns to face her vanity, pencil lifted to the corner of one eye. several vases of flowers near obscure her vision; still, she gifts marty a second glance in the mirror's reflection.

“can i expect to see you in the audience tonight?”

[motleyd]

"ah, you — ! fetch me my cloak, would you?" careless beyond caution, lord golden gestures with one languid twitch of his fingers, motioning vaguely towards a huddled mass of silk and fur: a nobleman's menagerie of cloaks, each one cut for a different man. "it should be somewhere in that pile. blue with gold trim, and see it isn't wrinkled."

⋆˚࿔ @wormindex ( merlin )

[childactress]

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‘ changed? nah. never. ’ mara’s managed to land somewhere between a compliment and a dare, because that question in particular has followed marty room to room, place to place like a bad smell for years. ‘ i was already operating at a pretty high standard. this is a carefully curated personality, can’t go throwing that away for somethin as simple as time passing. ’

❝ curated, ❞ she repeats with a small laugh, breathy and doubtful; she chokes a little on the air, or maybe the hypocrisy. ❝ for sure, for sure. ❞ she nods like she gets it, purses her lips like it's something scholarly. ❝ who ever needed evolution anyway? you're probably a much better monkey than person. ❞