[try as she might, she's unable to fight back against the way her body arches to meet his touch. it's... strangely pleasant, even through her layers. only when she realizes what she did does she clear her throat and keep her gaze low. focusing on the inside of his elbow seems as good of a spot as any to look. gods, she needs to get a grip. so she found someone who is (was?) more than willing to dole out the attention she never admits to wanting. there's no need to cling to it like it's the only thing left... is there?]
Give yourself some credit, you old fool.
[is he old? is he older than she is? who knows. time? that's bullshit. this whole thing is bullshit. that's a scam. fuck the magical realms, here's 95 reasons why.]
You mentioned using magic. I don't think I brought that out in you.
[not for a lack of trying though, even if the methods were less than conventional. she could teach someone to fight, cook, and other survival necessities but magic? god, she didn't even know where to start. pro tip: do not pass off a magical spear to someone and tell them to do what she did. it doesn't end well.]
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Give yourself some credit, you old fool.
[is he old? is he older than she is? who knows. time? that's bullshit. this whole thing is bullshit. that's a scam. fuck the magical realms, here's 95 reasons why.]
You mentioned using magic. I don't think I brought that out in you.
[not for a lack of trying though, even if the methods were less than conventional. she could teach someone to fight, cook, and other survival necessities but magic? god, she didn't even know where to start. pro tip: do not pass off a magical spear to someone and tell them to do what she did. it doesn't end well.]