open/joining — splinters in my knuckles

[Suiteheart]

SUITE
HEART

While Suiteheart would have normally laughed at Moonmade and Washington's interactions with the newcomer, she didn't have it in her today. The Admiral was stressed to the high heavens, and whatever control she had over her emotions was gone. She was too impulsive the think clearly, and her eyes were no longer baby blue - another sign of her lack of control. Despite being weary and worried, the woman knew she had business to attend to.

"Suiteheart Folie," she introduced herself, padding forward to stand between Moonmade and Washington. The smile upon her lips was halfhearted and hollow, and though she knew this, she didn't bother to make it seem more real. There wasn't much a point right now, was there? "It's good to meet you, Isidore. Sorry we can't take you to the Observatory. Like they said, we're locked out. We've got a place to stay that we can take you though."

[b]suiteheart folie-mikaelson . ecliptic admiral . the ascendants . tags

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