You Oughta Know
03-30-2014, 04:33 PM
Roman's lack of acting-aggression spoke volumes for not only the quality of her leadership, but of her very character. Raisa found herself growing fond of the fae in a strange, distant way. It pained her to know that, as she harbored Fugue, an alliance between the packs would likely be impossible. This did not mean that she would not yet strive for it, of course. In an instant the Queen decided that while she could not hand her own over to another, she could not let him go on rebuked. As it was, she waited with baited breath, waiting to see how the alabaster woman might react to Fugue's openhearted speech. She never said she would not claim the man's life, but that she was willing to wait... It gave her hope, hope that they might escape this encounter without bloodshed. For all that she wanted to speak, to moderate the situation in some manner, she could not force the words to come forth. This moment, as fragile as autumn ice, stretched on between the auburn man and his pale opposition. It was bigger than her jurisdiction alone, and all she could hope to do was react to the coming moments, and hope the chips fell favorably. "Talk" "You" Think |
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