[ No, there can never be anything fun in this world. His markings light up her periphery, providing a little illumination as the darkness shrouds them even further. Not much, but enough to see her hands in front of her face, enough for her eyes to adjust and carve out shapes in the grey. ]
Things might get dicey.
[ A warning for him. Her weapon is close at hand and she’s prepared to reach for it in a split second’s notice. If that happens, he needs to be ready to duck.
At her back, the chair itself seems to breathe hot, leaving uncomfortable prickles in its wake. ]
no subject
Things might get dicey.
[ A warning for him. Her weapon is close at hand and she’s prepared to reach for it in a split second’s notice. If that happens, he needs to be ready to duck.
At her back, the chair itself seems to breathe hot, leaving uncomfortable prickles in its wake. ]