A little chunk of hope // TW: Alcohol

[LUCINDER XIU]

EVERY OCCASION HAS ITS DISCUSSION—


she interrupted him before he could speak, arguing that how dare he think her selfish? when he said he liked her she fell silent. his orbs lingered on the paw that came up to touch her necklace. given by who? a past lover, perhaps? who knew, lucinder didn't care. he'd give her the world if she asked for it. "i might not know a damn thing about you," he said, his voice softer, "but i do plan on learning everything there is about you, red." he made his way over to her again, optics darkening. he wouldn't like her if he knew everything? he nearly snorted but kept it in. son to elsweyr and arrow he knew more than enough what terrible things had been done. she would not faze him. he didn't even know why he blurted out he liked her, but she responded that she did, too, and looked down, her voice very, very small. he touched his nose to her chin briefly, letting his shoulders slump down with a sigh. "i would love to learn everything about you, red. i mean it."


—AND EVERY GENERATION HAS ITS MEN

"SPEECH"

ROUND UP YOUR SOLDIERS, QUEEN—
lucinder x — tanglewood — 2 years & 5 months
[color=#C178B7]—BECAUSE THAT'S WHAT THEY CALL STRENGTH