—— 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗔𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗰 𝗠𝘂𝘀𝗲

ᅠ Bandwagon! ᅠ

ᅠ “Exhausted.” She replied quickly. She was still recovering from her most recent trip, and that alone can take a long time. Of course she’ll never say why, or where she goes. “I had no idea that so many people needed an assassin.” ᅠ

She played off her gracious smile. Scooting aside for him, she pretended to simply be lonely, putting on a blank face. In reality she loved his company in particular. Not that she’d ever tell. Lisha eased back, laying down with the blanket draped over her.

The blanket was pulled closer. Snuggling into the fuzziness. It felt like home. Whatever that felt like. “Hey…” she said as she wrapped it around her, like a coat. “Do you mind staying?”

ᅠ Lisha visibly shuttered. Monitoring the pressure building in her chest. “Well, thanks…” she muttered a phrase that seemed almost alien. ᅠ

Reminder to @SeraphTakeover that his nemesis is still out there.

… Why?

Sits on the timeline, cleaning her sword

ᅠ She’d be waiting for him in her own room. Gazing out the window on a cloudy day. She barely acknowledged his appearance. Glancing in his direction briefly before going back to the window. “I’m surprised…” ᅠ

ᅠ It’s impossible face to face. So she left a note instead. ᅠ