1. Lucero

    Private Angels Do Not Tread Here [M]

    Rabbits are hunted by everyone. Lucero's brows furrowed, her smile fell, the hopeful cheerfulness she normally used as a mask crumbled. Shoulders hunched, wrapping her arms around her chest as if it were armor, hugging herself to protect herself. Suddenly much younger, softer. Rois didn't know...
  2. Lucero

    Private Angels Do Not Tread Here [M]

    "You don't care about life?" It struck her as funny that he mentioned the gift of dying in bed, the one way that Silas always told her, almost on a daily occurence, that was how he wanted to go. In his sleep, in a warm bed, not feeling in a pain, and then with a whisper he was gone. But Rois...
  3. Lucero

    Private Striving for Goodness While Cruel Men Win

    Lucero may have been tall, but she was lean and thin. Sijtli use to call her flaquita more than her own name. Once she was unfastened from the precarious hold of the fallen tree, Lucero could fully turn and look at Syr Horoth now. A dark blue and gray cloud muddled his head, dull and heavy. It...
  4. Lucero

    Private Angels Do Not Tread Here [M]

    At first Lucero had smiled when Rois said he would help. She doubted it came from Silas's apology, or that it was even much for her as it was for Rois. He had made the decision to do so, and Lucero believed more decisions when it came to aiding another always came from the heart. She was no liar...
  5. Lucero

    Private Striving for Goodness While Cruel Men Win

    It was the calm of digging for potatoes beneath soil that colder than the sun. It was the calm of mending socks, sitting on a stool, her mother cutting up green squash on the kitchen table for dinner. The calm of the simple tasks that would bring joy later, the subdued gratification always twice...
  6. Lucero

    Private Angels Do Not Tread Here [M]

    Rois raised his arm so Lucero raised hers. He took a step to the side so did she as if unaware of his discomfort. It was a lesser evil, holding onto Rois so tightly as if he were the rope that kept her from falling over the cliff, instead of risking for either him or Silas in making a move that...
  7. Lucero

    Private Striving for Goodness While Cruel Men Win

    It was hard work, pulling Shoyna against the winds she conjured up so easily. Fingers ran hot, the length of Lucero's arms were taut and strained The light armor she wore was too heavy, the leather too constricting. Her hood felt like cloth meant to suffocate her instead of protect her. Her legs...
  8. Lucero

    Private Angels Do Not Tread Here [M]

    If Lucero could have gagged Rois, she would have. She must have given him the wrong impression about the Knights of Athenaeum. She had always been the outlier, even amongst those in the Order that were healers. Syr Margot, a Pursuant at such a young age, could swing a sword as fiercely and as...
  9. Lucero

    Private Locked Out of Heaven

    Had Syr Josai truly felt like that? Lucero couldn't imagine it. Syr Josai was quite kind, as far as Lucero knew, she was always calm and collected, a steady force that didn't stray from their path. It didn't mean that Syr Josai couldn't get angry, anyone could, but bloodlust, really? Lucero...
  10. Lucero

    Private Angels Do Not Tread Here [M]

    Of course he would play stupid, Lucero could believe that he didn't know the victim's name, but it was too suspicious that someone had gone missing the night at the inn. Rois had proven to be adept enough to jump out of windows unscathed, from at least what Lucero knew about it. Was this a...
  11. Lucero

    Private Angels Do Not Tread Here [M]

    Stars perforated the black and blue hued night with silver and white, the branches above were patient in the slow shifting of the shadows. Stretching over any path, known or forgotten, creeping along every tree until light fought to seep through. The black air had been around them, cooler yet in...
  12. Lucero

    Private Angels Do Not Tread Here [M]

    "Do we follow after the carriage?" Rakan whispered "Naw, they're onto us." Silas grunted. "Damnit, Lucero, did you stop maskin' us?" Nemera still held on firmly to Lucero, guiding her more efficiently than Moose would have. Their footsteps were still soften by Rakan picking the fastest and...
  13. Lucero

    Private Locked Out of Heaven

    "Incredible," Lucero breathed, she stopped the spazzing wiggling of her fingers, hands going back to her sides although one searched for the table to hold onto. "I was doing jazz hands, you know, that thing you do when you're doing a choreographed dance." Did the Sightless ever do such things...
  14. Lucero

    Private Angels Do Not Tread Here [M]

    "Lucey," Nemera's tug was stronger, fingers curling beneath her collar bone like that were a ledge to help pull them over the lip of a cliff. For a moment, Lucero resisted, like a dog refusing to stop despite it's owner pulling the collar harsh around their neck. "We gotta go." The tang in the...
  15. Lucero

    Private Angels Do Not Tread Here [M]

    He made Asunta laugh easily, like adding two plus two. The laugh sent shivers down Lucero's spine, every empty octave knocking into all of the vertebrae of her spine, small earthquakes that had Lucero shuddering. It was the sort of laugh that brought no joy and felt no joy, it was nothing and...
See more
Back
Top Bottom