tutorb: (Predicting the night's outcome)
sᴀɴᴅʀᴀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴsᴇᴇɪɴɢ ([personal profile] tutorb) wrote in [personal profile] tzaraisen 2017-12-10 12:32 am (UTC)

Oh I am not dwelling, at this point, I am dreading.

[ "Next time" as well as this one. If they are ever forced to cooperate under any less dire circumstances again, she will surely have his head, but for now, they are at least supposed to try and function as a team should they wish to fly this thing to safety. Working with those she has come to loathe is a time-honored tradition back home, but he really is endeavoring to make it as difficult as possible, isn't he. ]

[ Because before she can even formulate a comeback for these grievous potshots, they're getting friendly, apparently. As he thieves the ball to his own lap, the ghost that comes with it settles shoulder to shoulder with him, radiating an unnerving aura of cold against any exposed skin of his. ]

As I get the feeling you would prefer to share a civil silence while we work, and yet you still continue to engage me. [ Scribes give her strength, she steeples her fingers. ] My name is Sandra. Do make up your mind before you give me yours.

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