surveillingscion: ([s2e08-a03])
Caitlyn Kiramman ([personal profile] surveillingscion) wrote in [personal profile] pantheraliam 2025-06-05 02:43 am (UTC)

[A flash, a boom, and Caitlyn half expects to find the man on his knees with his soul torn asunder. Granted, with the way he clings, she’s not quite certain that hasn’t happened.

[Her own face could be more shocked. She takes a quick scan of the non-land, blinks off an eyeroll, and tosses the would-be rope aside.]

We’re stranded this way, then. [Similarly flippant, though—he has dropped the smile. That changes things.

[Her expression softens. Caitlyn doesn’t offer certainty where there is none, but she does reach out: a firm grip at his forearm. If he shirks she’ll withdraw, but it’s not a slow movement; it speaks for itself, she thinks. She’s steady, if nothing else.]


Post a comment in response:

This account has disabled anonymous posting.
If you don't have an account you can create one now.
HTML doesn't work in the subject.
More info about formatting