" it's been a bit ... lonely without you, i must admit. "

ah, majjy ...! no, no. not you.

sh. shh.

my, you are all loud tonight.

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" it's one of the few safe places around here ... hmf. "

ow— nosramus. >:-(

hm. i recognize that one from the train …

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it has been awhile, hasn’t it?

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“ i don’t feel like i do at all times. but i am glad you seem to think that i am … “ especially with some of the things she’s done. the blood on her hands. she sighs and leans into his hand. the wind going through her hair felt wonderful.

" by all means ... " kissing all over his face! a little preview of what's to come. she makes herself comfortable in his hand, nodding. " that'd be a delight. ~ "

" that sounds perfect ... my home is a bit different than before now. smaller. but that's fine. i do miss being able to hold onto someone. " a happy little sigh. things have been hectic. but this would be a welcomed break from it all.

" i missed it too ... but i could never be mad at you for not being able to visit. i understand entirely. " she's unsure just what all he gets up to, but she figured it was important to some degree. that's her guess. no time apart will make her stop feeling the way she does.

" ooh ... of course i still like you, waspy ... " both hands rest against his face, nuzzling her head into him. even if he hasn't been showing up much, she still very much cares. " don't worry about that. "

trotting right up to him. she definitely looks worse for wear, but she doesn't wish to delve too far into it. unless he asks. reaching up for him. " ahaa, surviving. how are you? "

oh. waspinator. 🥺

𝐋𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐄𝐧𝐝𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬. 𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐬 𝐄𝐧𝐝𝐮𝐫𝐞. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭.

ooc. pspspsp new epic baddie of an oc pspsps

𝘽𝙊𝙊! 𝘿𝙞𝙙 𝙄 𝙎𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙔𝙤𝙪?~

hello. it’s been awhile. 🎶 i believe the last time we spoke, you were a giant scaled beast. ( … and she enjoyed that way too much for her own good. ) how are you?

( grin! coming up to him and immediately cupping his cheeks! squish squish. )

matthias. 👉👈

thumbing through her skin bible. she’s read the texts over and over again. but she needs to make sure it all sunk in enough.

ooc. i need to get on here specifically to write with midas' cahara HEHE.

there were no winners in this game they endured. only survivors. that was all too clear from the moment it all ended. eve downs half of her glass, gaze lowering. " i would offer you a room at my home, but i think this place is definitely a lot cleaner. i have my work cut out for me. "

" there's no place for me to go, daan. it's here or just wander about homeless. i have the house i was left in my mothers will, but it's not in the best shape. " she had a lot of work to do, and not exactly the most muscle to get it done. hence why she still tended to sleep in the train.

" that's fair enough. there's not exactly much else left *to* do here, really. the more i think about it. " she has the house, but. at what cost? who would even want to LIVE here after what they endured? it was soiled. tainted. but she had nowhere else to go, either.

" oh, i don't mind at all! i was just curious. i welcome it, really. not like there's anyone else around to drink with right now anyway. i know day drinking isn't the best idea, but ah ... i think we deserve it. " she takes the glass and swirls the liquid in it. she wants to go home.

two glasses. she raises a brow, slouching to rest a hand on her cheek. " pouring a glass for yourself too? " at least they have someplace like this to keep them relatively safe *and sane. other than here, she had been lingering near the train. it felt ... cleaner and safer to sleep there.

" oh, thank the gods ... " she doesn't really like of anything else *besides wine. she's made do with what was around, but wine is definitely her preference. " i'm ... good enough. as good as i can be, given the situation, i think. you? "

" maybe a bit of both, really. " lightly rocking side to side. an idle action. she's never been good about sitting still much. " you don't happen to have any wine stashed away back there, do you? "

@pathofgrogoroth.bsky.social "Eve. What can I say? You're a human willing to be kind to me, even if I left your world in tatters. I hope the path you take is a better one than those made by the corpses of gods."

ooc. juno just dropped the best idea for moonscorched eve's name.......patricide i still need to think of a design for her

" that was ... i had no choice but to do that. i. " she has dreadful survivors guilt over the whole situation. it'll haunt her like a ghost till the day she dies. she's certain of that much. " ... i will, yes. i promise. "

you’d be doing everyone a favor. i fear you may not have been the only one he could have done this to. ( call it a hunch. if he’d do it to one of the larger men that came off the train, he’d do it to anyone else. ) a part of me wants to do it myself. but. i think you have earned the right to.

“ i feel like me being here in your space is a bit of a bother. “ horrid thought process learned from childhood.

“ aah, i didn’t want to bother you any. “

@blaanksoul.bsky.social eve counts her lucky stars that there’s seemingly one safe haven in prehevil. the prhvl bop. after the stressful few days she’s had, she thought she earned a drink that wasn’t from the trash. she plops down and leans against the counter, waving daan over. “ quiet day? “

ooc. oh yeah, since i’m writing here more often again. might as well gauge interest. 🫡

i’ve been neglecting my studies lately. though, not many of the books around here interest me. hm.

— 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘱𝘦𝘴𝘬𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶.

ooc. INTERACT WITH MY LOVELY PARTNER