01-12-2021, 07:31 AM
[div style="margin: auto; max-width: 475px; padding: 5%; min-height: 20px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; line-height: 17px;"]Disjointed scenes pieced together with faux moments acting as improper stitching, a bright point simmering with poorly harboured rage the individual broken into differing halves. Known the situation both were subject to, that neither knew until reunited a trivial tidbit she deemed useless, yet concern internal, soured her opinion of both for the bull-headed actions performed by one. Needless her cruelty in lashing the other with similar withering hatred, though too strong felt such about her thoughts toward Brandy, yet to downplay it after all this time similarly not in her favour, still she held to it for it is what she knew.
And, through her own perception warped beneath these tainted thoughts, proven correct her assumptions.
Sought a merchant among the throng, quiet conversation grown stilted, amusement briefly seeping through attempted continuation. Brief her own acknowledgement at the rising clamour, a conversation direct at rather than including person of interest, the swallowed response hinting at rather poorly stemmed shock finally drawing her eye. Recalled the lumbering beast that towered above until silhouette shifted, his the voice that offered query not of concern but rather shaped by a tone belying repressed rage. Short cut her interaction as next contained similar, her voice the catalyst, however, quick the steps that drew Eulia forth.
"You smell awful," back lips peeled as the remark fell in a terse tone, schooled once more her ivory visage into neutrality as registered the thoughtless comment. Regarding Rift for a moment longer skirted any attempt to soften her words, to mother her steps drawing her, strange still how vision flicked downward, diminutive now Roxanne compared to her. "The tavern may stock that which was taken, replacement could be a suitable start for making up for this." Flint the final words that fell from severe frown pressed against the pale expanse of her muzzle, somewhere during attention diverting, regarded once more Rift, a warm point among the dull wash of her impaired vision.
And, through her own perception warped beneath these tainted thoughts, proven correct her assumptions.
Sought a merchant among the throng, quiet conversation grown stilted, amusement briefly seeping through attempted continuation. Brief her own acknowledgement at the rising clamour, a conversation direct at rather than including person of interest, the swallowed response hinting at rather poorly stemmed shock finally drawing her eye. Recalled the lumbering beast that towered above until silhouette shifted, his the voice that offered query not of concern but rather shaped by a tone belying repressed rage. Short cut her interaction as next contained similar, her voice the catalyst, however, quick the steps that drew Eulia forth.
"You smell awful," back lips peeled as the remark fell in a terse tone, schooled once more her ivory visage into neutrality as registered the thoughtless comment. Regarding Rift for a moment longer skirted any attempt to soften her words, to mother her steps drawing her, strange still how vision flicked downward, diminutive now Roxanne compared to her. "The tavern may stock that which was taken, replacement could be a suitable start for making up for this." Flint the final words that fell from severe frown pressed against the pale expanse of her muzzle, somewhere during attention diverting, regarded once more Rift, a warm point among the dull wash of her impaired vision.