1. Dove

    Private Cashin' that paycheck

    The man turned, and shifted to look at Vyn, their gaze hard- trying to meet Vyn's intensity with his own heat. ".. Listen 'ere." he spoke carefully, but his voice held a weapon, sharp and pointed. "You want to keep the cursed hat? Fine. I don't really give a damn what you dirt-eaters out on the...
  2. Dove

    Private Cashin' that paycheck

    "A discount?" the man huffed. "I wasn't plannin' on selling it. Heh, I was actually plannin' on burning it myself. Fucker's got a mind of it's own. Pretty sure it whisked it's way out here." In that moment, the hat tightened a bit around Dove's head, not that she noticed. Her brows furrowed a...
  3. Dove

    Private Cashin' that paycheck

    The hat did indeed twitch. It was the tiniest little spark, on the edge of the leather that sealed the crown in place. It of course, didn't catch Dove's gaze, who was more humored at the size of the hat and the way it sat on her head. She didn't even notice that it seemed to grow to fit herself...
  4. Dove

    Private Cashin' that paycheck

    She nodded, absorbing the insight from Vyn. Her thoughts glanced it over once more. Now that Vyn pointed it out, she was right.. Something about it did look.. off. This time, she took a bit of a closer look, squinting her eyes. The blade was.. rounded. Not thin, like other knives she had been...
  5. Dove

    Private Cashin' that paycheck

    Her eyes nodded- her eyes wide and thoughtful, nodding- listening very slowly. She'll admit, it seemed a little.. silly, but it made sense. She never really did see Jem wear anything new or fancy. To be fair: didn't really see Vyn wear any either. She looked to the dusty frame of the deva's...
  6. Dove

    Private Cashin' that paycheck

    The feathers on her head pinned back, a wince, as if someone had just slapped her across the face. As the typical scolding always did. But she was getting a little tougher, handling the critique with a little more grace, each- and every time. Sometimes, she'd even withstand. Sometimes, she might...
  7. Dove

    Private Cashin' that paycheck

    Dove stared at the pouch, with a look of pure horror. As if Vyn had told her that she was going to be crucified and left for dead. A frozen chicken nugget, left in the northern throes of Illica, never to reach her dreams of mastering the art of making candy. Oh the absolute agony. Needless to...
  8. Dove

    Private Cashin' that paycheck

    It goes without saying that Dove continued to further grow her little home in the Elum. Her little wagon started to gain a little personality- much like the other wagons. It often smelled sweet- the stain of vanilla and cinnamon following the wagon, often catching the wind and inciting a little...
  9. Dove

    Private Nothing good happens quietly

    Shaky, but aware. She couldn't linger in this moment forever, despite every instinct that chased it. Birds do so love their nests and that was precisely what Dove wanted more than anything. To hide, in the safety and security of the proverbial nest. She gives a knowing, shaky rock of her head...
  10. Dove

    Private The Bear and the Dove

    Good call. Although Dove's facial expression remained stoic and welcoming, the smile never leaving her face- there was definitely an awkward stiffness that seemed to hold her in place as Arbok approached. The kind of stiffness you witnessed in creatures of prey accepting an unfortunate fate...
  11. Dove

    Private Nothing good happens quietly

    There is a pause. Anxiety building. A fear twisting her voice and making her tremble. Thoughts bubbled in her cherrywood gaze, something very uncertain- something very scared. Perhaps even a mirror of Vyn's own fears. She remains quiet for a moment, staring at Vyn for a moment, before she goes...
  12. Dove

    Private Nothing good happens quietly

    Her voice usually was so soft- and gentle, it could be missed with the wind. Like the ring of a windchime, a perfect addition to a windy day, but very rarely observed. However- in this moment, as the warmth flooded through her body, breaking free from the ice, the river of emotion flushing...
  13. Dove

    Private Nothing good happens quietly

    She often really never remembered the spells. She tried her best not to remember them. The mind, and memory, are powerful. They could make you relive the same things- over, and over, and over again. There are always certain aspects of her life that she will live perpetually every time her eyes...
  14. Dove

    Private Nothing good happens quietly

    The world of spirits, despite how closely Dove found herself in it's orbit- was still very much a mystery to her. Perhaps, in a better place, in a better grip, a better hold: maybe someone could explain it to her one day. But that day- it wasn't today. Nothing wouldn't reach today. Words...
  15. Dove

    Private Nothing good happens quietly

    It was unnatural. Her limbs moved like a rigid, old, porcelain doll, tug too hard, and you might break the frail form. Cold as ice- and just as unyielding. Dove's chin follows the movements, her colors withdrawn, the slightest tint of ash in her skin. No resistance. No noise. Just the soft...
  16. Dove

    Private Nothing good happens quietly

    "She just wants you to feel safe." And he just wants you to be your best. And they want you to not get hurt. And she wants you to stay healthy. After all, they love you- they love you. They just want what's best for you. But what do they get out of it? What do you, Lisani? She couldn't hold...
  17. Dove

    Private Nothing good happens quietly

    She didn't respond. Her eyes wide, staring with a deep sense of panic towards the deva, the muscles in her face stiff. The warmth quickly, very quickly, withdrawn, despite her hands falling to Vyn's waist. The magic twisted at the edges, spiked with panic. Perhaps even flickering against Vyn's...
  18. Dove

    Private Nothing good happens quietly

    The ice crawled up Dove's back, in a pattern devastatingly familiar to her, as Vyn approached. One breath in. One breath out. It served to try and swallow her. Something wasn't right. Something was definitely not right. And it twisted and ate at her, in a way all too easy for her to recognize. A...
  19. Dove

    Private Nothing good happens quietly

    Her feathers ruffle a bit. Not a surprise, Vyn had that way. But there was a mix of yellow in her eyes in that moment, something that was trying to stay out of sight, as she held her ground against the woman. Vyn was always a little bold- but there was always a warmth to her boldness. For every...
  20. Dove

    Private Nothing good happens quietly

    "Kind to worry." Dove remains quiet, blinking. Sensitive to these tone changes. Sensitive to the strange gestures. Her hand passively reaches to her chest, gently clutching the fabric, her eyes looking off to the distance. Something wasn't right. But she couldn't put it to words. There is a...
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