vindictam: (⌈ ⚔ ⌋ feel my pulse)
corvo "FUBAR" attano ([personal profile] vindictam) wrote in [community profile] ataraxion 2014-03-14 06:43 am (UTC)

Rebecca --

[ He immediately wants to tell her to stop, and the tone in his voice is a warning. He doesn't need the help, not from her or anyone else. The words that never come out, are cruel and made to cut. To force her away so he could deal with it all better.

Even if she was right, and her offer was tempting. Some where small, closed off. Easily defensible. Might be better. Traps at the door and -- blast it, he wasn't in a state to lay down traps like that. Not now. He growled, under his breath and his fingers closed tightly around his blade pommel. Like it would give him some reassurance.

( and it shouldn't have, but it did. )

He can't say yes, but he stands, watching her back, swaying on his feet and desperately trying to keep still, waiting for her to do something -- and he may just follow. Mind still running over the chance of this being a trap, that she had let him drink so she could kill him easier. He could make up his mind, as they walked.
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