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ᴛᴇxᴛ | ᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ | ɢᴀʀʙᴀɢᴇ sʜᴇɴᴀɴɪɢᴀɴs | ᴡʜᴀᴛᴇᴠ ɢᴜʀʟ ʜɪᴛ ᴍᴇ


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Date: 2018-01-20 09:37 pm (UTC)
shornhaired: chatona (pic#7406490)
From: [personal profile] shornhaired
( he steps from the darkness like he's been there all along, and while sif doesn't jump, her hand does move to the small of her back where she has a dagger hidden. he always knew how to catch her off guard and this was no exception. not for the first time, she wondered why am i here? - but she knew why. because he'd promised to make it up for her and sif, for all her experience with his lies in the past, always believed him.

(he didn't have to know that. she didn't have to share it with him. he was a liar, through and through, but she was gullible. which was worse?)

he's smiling, and she follows, though not without twisting her lips into a scowl. )


I said I would be here, didn't I? And I always keep a promise. ( unlike certain other people we might know. ) Where are you taking me?

( a boat? she wasn't sure what she'd expected when he asked to meet at the docks, but perhaps she'd been a little bit short-sighted to not see that coming. )

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