we must hide our love
07-08-2013, 10:11 PM
ooc;; might get mature in my next few posts XDD
Vi didn't doubt Morphine's abilities, she didn't know why since she had never seen Morhpine fight or spar or anything. Something about her... Vi had just deemed her capable right off the bat and had never lost that faith, she had never once had the tiniest hint of a doubt that Morphine wouldn't be able to handle herself in a fight. Maybe it was the constant praise and reassurance Vi got from the white woman. The mutual respect they shared and the fact that Morphine seemed just as convinced that Vi was capable of handling herself as well. Sometimes that was all the red bitch needed, was for someone to praise her and smooth some ruffled feathers. She was a rather shallow in that sense, desiring the higher ranks and the praise and prestige that came with them. Maybe all she wanted in life was to be appreciated and respected, Morphine gave her that... The smile that slithered across her queens lips rubbed her in all the right places, though words were casual a devious sense of pride arose within her. "It will take time, but by the time the child is ready her heart would have healed and we can rip those old wounds open once more." Words were purred, the female feeling the usual sense of arousal she felt when speaking of betrayal and murder. Head would cock easily to the side, eyes sliding along the females lithe frame. That coat of hers, Vi wanted nothing more then to burry her face within it, to make the witch her own. Since the day they had med Vi had felt a sense of desire for the female, but now it was almost overwhelming.
Vi didn't doubt Morphine's abilities, she didn't know why since she had never seen Morhpine fight or spar or anything. Something about her... Vi had just deemed her capable right off the bat and had never lost that faith, she had never once had the tiniest hint of a doubt that Morphine wouldn't be able to handle herself in a fight. Maybe it was the constant praise and reassurance Vi got from the white woman. The mutual respect they shared and the fact that Morphine seemed just as convinced that Vi was capable of handling herself as well. Sometimes that was all the red bitch needed, was for someone to praise her and smooth some ruffled feathers. She was a rather shallow in that sense, desiring the higher ranks and the praise and prestige that came with them. Maybe all she wanted in life was to be appreciated and respected, Morphine gave her that... The smile that slithered across her queens lips rubbed her in all the right places, though words were casual a devious sense of pride arose within her. "It will take time, but by the time the child is ready her heart would have healed and we can rip those old wounds open once more." Words were purred, the female feeling the usual sense of arousal she felt when speaking of betrayal and murder. Head would cock easily to the side, eyes sliding along the females lithe frame. That coat of hers, Vi wanted nothing more then to burry her face within it, to make the witch her own. Since the day they had med Vi had felt a sense of desire for the female, but now it was almost overwhelming.