────────────── bow is slowly lowered and arms fall slack , corners of the mouth curl upwards as chocolate hues appreciate their handiwork , @pickpetals’s comment about the shot remains ignored as weapon is slowly pulled from her grip . the hints of a smile drop altogether as gaze study his form , head tilts to one side before arms cross , breath comes out in a steady swirl of mist in the chilling air around them . ❝ i was placed with quite the . . . bouyant roommate . she partakes rather copiously in the study of the social hierarchies of nevermore . ❞
❝ your reputation makes you sound like quite the sybarite . and mine makes me sound like a psychopath . ❞ head slowly turns back to the target , fingers gently tap against forearm as they await xavier’s next shot . ❝ not all rumours are based on falsities . ❞
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