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temp pin › indie, selective, canon
portrayal of ‘ loroga roenton ’ * ›
hostile witch. ——— by michelangelo
( any & xe / xem, ¹⁸⁺ ) ╱ multi - ship.
dead dove themes ╱ lewd heavy dni
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Completely ignoring responsibility, glaring at a caeapace yam like it owes him money. How is one expected to choose a 'good' one they all look the same!
he examined them as if looking for evidence of a crime, intense scrutiny under a gaze unsuited to it.
"the color wont look off will it?" as if she hasn't done this dozens of times for him. He simply found reasons for her to perform maintence on his hat most days
Her gaze worked over the cap with precision, setting it on the counter before sliding off her stool. Shuffling to a shelf of silks, eyeing two and then pulling them.
“ One of these should do the trick. I just need to see which is closest. ”
A pout set onto his lips. He'd figured as much. It'd gone up in flames before he could redirect the boys spell, delicate silks burn like paper.
"It was an accident. Do you still have the same fabric? I'd rather not have to have my cloak remade too it'd be a nightmare for months"
Her expression drops, fingertips lightly grazing the scorched fabric. Bringing it closer to eye the beading.
“ Of course it would be fire… I can fix the beading, but I’ll have to completely replace the silk. ”
Grinning and setting a scorched hat onto the counter, beading torn loose silk curled and shreded from a brief blaze.
"I'll have you know i was teaching my /darling/ apprentice this time when it happened. Spells go awry when children are learning, you'd know that"
"Ah- no im quite alright!" Shouted down with an air of frivolity, like this didnt look incredibly dangerous.
Pushing away from the side od the monstrosity, he seems to almost walk on air rather than fly until he reaches the ground.
"Something bring you around?"