WORDS THAT GO UNSPOKEN // o; joining

[Margaery]

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Oh, boo! She was late.

But thinking about it, she realized that she didn’t care! What a shocker.

Margaery adored being punctual. Greeting newcomers was one of her strange - and dull - pastimes and Genevieve simply could not stand that. She knew that she was supposed to be protecting Margaery while she healed, but being expected to meet each joiner in a timely fashion? Unrealistic, especially for her. She cared too much for herself to dedicate any of her precious time to anybody else. And yet, she was here nonetheless, those copper-hued eyes of her studying Bex with faux curiosity. What a shame that this new girl was a dog. Then again, she supposed that it just made her all the more safer from Genevieve’s fangs. Canine blood and her condition did not mix. At all. Oh well.

Rolling her shoulders, the huntress would force something akin to a cold smile onto her face, tail swishing in the absent air behind her. [color=#b14767]”Genevieve Harper,” She greeted, taking but a brief moment to glare at the “love of her life” Suiteheart. She hoped that she was enjoying this too, it would be no fun if Suite wasn’t even slightly tormented by the fact that Margaery had gone missing in action. [color=#b15767]”I’m filling in for the ever lovely, Margaery. You’ll meet her one day, cutie pie,” She continued, humming. Was that all she needed to do? Could she go now? Who knew. This clan business was so dumb to Genevieve. Back in her prime, she existed as an assasin to kill these types of people. Ugh, Margaery’s life is so boring! Doesn’t she ever kill anyone? Stifling a groan, the chocolate point resigned to hanging around for a moment or two longer. Maybe things would be explained to her if she did.