STANDING OVER THE LEDGE | open, breakdown. (tw)

[Margaery]

MARGAERY FOLIE-MIKAELSON

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MAKE ME QUEEN OR
I'LL MAKE YOU BLEED

[b]"Now, now, if you don't stop, I'll have to kill you, sugar! While I'm certainly not complaining, I'm sure you'd find death at my hands far from enjoyable."

A bargain, Margaery had made but one, simple bargain and now Genevieve was here and she was angry. While Gen was more than aware of the fact that her counterpart was projecting feelings of protectiveness over both Coop and Nero, she couldn't find it in herself to generate even slight annoyance. If she got to dig her teeth into something, she'd be sated. Easy as that. And by the looks of things, Player deserved what she had in store for her.

In one fluid motion, she had shifted from a domestic cat to a mountain lion, her tether to Margaery broken. It was all her in this body - and Maarit and Ingrid, but she didn't expect any opposition to what she was about to do, not this time anyways - and for a brief moment, she relished in the unshackled freedom it extended to her. But that moment came and passed and then she was stalking forward, copper eyes narrowed. Even without Margaery's influence, she still felt the same, strong feelings- nobody touched her family or friends. Nobody.

Without a second thought, she aimed to use her larger size to her advantage- attempting to pin Player to the ground. She did not make any move other than that one though, instead gazing boredly at the girl. Gen didn't know why she hadn't attempt to rip her throat out yet, just that some small, almost good part of her was telling her to wait. To watch. Surprisingly, Genny heeded its request. 

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