@AdvenaBellator < the slightest hint of venom settling in to her tone at the thought of the events which had transpired to find her trapped back on that asteroid in the first place, "when your life is nothing but a pawn in Mar-Vell's cosmic games."
@AdvenaBellator As simple a word as it might have been, it seemed incapable of tumbling past Yon-Rogg's lips all the same, in that moment. When his eyes were locked so intently on hers.
Dead was, after all, precisely what she'd been...for a while.
"Anything is possible," she offered at last, >
@AdvenaBellator < whatever it finds staring back in the mirror?
Or, in their case, the reflection in his eyes. Eyes wide and glossy, teeming with much more emotional response than she had ever figured him capable of in their past.
"Have I made you uncomfortable, Commander?"
@AdvenaBellator She had spent years, by then, leading her hollow life. Fueled by rage and resentment, rather than whatever might have once sustained her. Physically unaging, preserved forever just as she had been on the day of her death.
What happens when it's the ghost that's haunted by >
@AdvenaBellator < finality of death standing between them.
It was precisely the sort of loyalty that she found herself seeking.
"Has it truly been so long, Yon-Rogg?"
@AdvenaBellator < attempts on Mar-Vell's life, now that she was looking back with that vengeance tinged gaze, seemed to have been for the sake of her honor.
And, judging by that breathless whisper, Una found it safe to assume that his feelings hadn't changed with time. Not even with the >
@AdvenaBellator < the other, with a sense of appraisal in her gaze.
"You have changed, Colonel," that living specter all but hummed after a moment, index finger all too casually resting across the curve of his lower lip. "You seem older, now. No less handsome, but older still."
@AdvenaBellator < Yon-Rogg had taken those steps back, fueled by whatever confusion was swimming in those wide eyes of his, she only came in closer. Reached a hand out, once that distance had been closed, in order to lightly grasp at his chin. Unceremoniously tilting his head from one side to >