CLOSED | prompt eight | RUIN

[dondarrion]

prompt eight | R U I N dressing-room style. closed to rog.

 

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[minding]

[ For a moment, she doesn't respond, her eyebrows climbing a slow trail upwards before she manages a lopsided smile. ]

You're welcome to my next Thanksgiving dinner if you think I'm being frivolous.

[ To be fair, the lords of Hell are capable of a hell of a lot more damage her family is, but human drama is capable of generating just as much metaphysical output (just as many fights, just as many unsettled grudges). In that sense, being allowed a glimpse into the supernatural has proved more a disillusioning experience than one of wonderment. But she isn't ungrateful (she never is) and as sharp as she can sometimes be, she never complains, either. Growing pains, family ties, expectations — you learn, you grow. ]