~ @axegills
“ … Who are 𝘺𝘰𝘶. “
There’s a venom that crawls in the words, no more better aided than by how crimson eyes squint. It’s uncertain if there was any patience left to spare. ( <—— asshole )
@AskerHalberd There’s a visible bristle as Asker approaches. His mouth opens and closes, decided with a huff that the conversation was trivial in all but a minute.
“No. I’ve naught a word.”
A half-hearted mumble, fingers brushing against some clothing in faux interest to deter the other.
( His shoulders are tense whilst their head is loweredˏ peering down at papers that are furiously scribbled upon——only pausing when crimson eyes glance around wearily. )
/ she’s not too developed right now (been busy with other accounts) but I do want to more seriously elaborate on the severity of her circumstances as things go on …