i did not mean to become like this: a monster, a leviathan. a killer, a weapon of war. but i know nothing of peace, and what solace can i seek if not in blood?
@TheDonDeSantis Bianca made quick work of her shower, drying and changing into something comfortable for travel, yet still completing her figure perfectly. After a final check of her surroundings, she picked up her essentials and headed down to the car.
“We all set, amor?”
@TheDonDeSantis
[1] No two days were the same, but Bianca could never have imagined her life would turn out this way. Long gone were the days she would teach ballet to kindergarteners. Her New York dance studio was now a mere stop gap for the users and the homeless. —
@TheDonDeSantis “Sounds good. I’ll be quick. Promise.” She blew him a kiss, not being able to keep her eyes off of him until he had disappeared from sight.
@TheDonDeSantis “If you say so.” She flashed him a smirk, before squeezing past him to turn on the shower. “Then it’s settled. Set it up, baby. I’ll be there.”
@TheDonDeSantis “And yours won’t?” She appeared behind him with a raised brow, teasing him in the best way she knew how to. “What can I say? You all have good genes.” She chuckled softly. “We should invite him to dinner when we return home. Your mother too.”
@CarryM3Away Strange. Almost felt like he was scared to smile. An air of mystery around the stranger.
“Right. Well, do I at least get to know the name of the professional who stopped to offer his help?”
@CarryM3Away “Thanks. I’ll be just fine. My apartment building is literally two feet behind me.”
Smiles a genuine smile.
“Again with the kindness though. Not many people would have stopped. So, thanks again.”
@CarryM3Away “Ah. So, pretty decent at putting out fires then?”
She wasn’t sure what she was saying at this point. Anything to try and distract from the throbbing that had started in her ankle.
“What do you reckon? Think I could get away with icing and resting it?”
@CarryM3Away “Wow. So sassy.”
She can’t help but smirk.
“Forgive me for trying to be an independent woman. Are you really an EMT?”
It might be worth getting her injury checked. If he really was a medical tech.
while i can't have you, i long for you. i would miss a train to meet you for coffee. i'd take a taxi across town to see you for ten minutes. i'd wait outside all night if i thought you would open the door in the morning.
@CarryM3Away An attempt to stand on the offending foot had the brunette suppressing a hiss. Yeah, it hurt.
“Like all my ligaments have been ripped in two. I’ll be fine, honestly. I’m a dancer. I’ve dealt with worse. Your concern however is greatly appreciated.”
@CarryM3Away “I didn’t expect last nights snow to freeze over. The temperature never stays this low for too long. Maybe it’s a sign?”
Embarrassed by her tumble, she avoided eye contact with the male.
“I’m sure it’s just a sprain. I’ve bruised my ego more than anything else. But thank you.”
@CarryM3Away “No..thank you. I’m quite alright. It’s my own fault. Should really wear sensible footwear in this weather.”
Dusts off the leftover debris from her skirt. Those damn pavements are so icy this time of year.
@TheDonDeSantis “Ain’t that the truth.” She yelled back, a soft laugh following. “Hey, if this whole mob thing doesn’t work out, maybe you can break into modelling? Your brother too.” A teasing tone to her reply as she settled on an outfit, following him to the bathroom.
i did not mean to become like this: a monster, a leviathan. a killer, a weapon of war. but i know nothing of peace, and what solace can i seek if not in blood?