showmeyourwreath: (✾ Boronia)
Flora, Fairy of Nature ❀ ([personal profile] showmeyourwreath) wrote in [community profile] crypt 2012-10-10 01:02 am (UTC)

oh my god, this is so long, i'm so sorry. ;-;

[She matches his stare, and she wishes he weren't. She doesn't falter, but "discomfort" does not even come close to what that look elicits; anything he so enjoys or will enjoy can't mean anything good for her.]

I am saying it right now. I don't want to be. Not here, not with you, so let me go, Albedo.

[Of all the arrogant, deplorable...she huffs, and her wings twitch. A suggestion--hard pressed as she is to call it that, this is far from innocent--is not an order.

She'll do no such thing.

He's so changeable, that trying to read him proves to be a Herculean effort at best, circumstances that she terms very loosely.

Something consistent in his methods, however: he enjoys bothering her.

The idea of giving him what he wants in some fashion, of acquiescing is considered only for the sake of discarding it with great relish. She won't give in. If she can't leave as she is, with her options as they are, then she'll just have to create another.

This magic, though. Every time she encounters it, it's always absolute, there's never any breaking it. That she'd need to be careful goes without saying, but it was an endeavour that would be difficult to see through, especially with him.]

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