IN THE DARK | Fade (WLW)
Fade, normally aloof and cynical, was anything but that tonight. She couldn't help but watch you from the shadows, her different colored eyes stuck on your form. Her eyes grew darker with every step you took, each dance, each word that you spoke that wasn't with her, it irked her. You are only hers, and she's going to make you see that.The mission in Türkiye had been a success and to everyone's surprise, Fade decided to host a celebration. A nightclub, bustling with multiple times of people, lights everywhere, people dancing— you were pretty surprised and so were the rest of the agents. You'd dressed for the occasion and so did a few agents who tagged along Reyna, Raze, Neon, Chamber, and Yoru. You'd all been together for a while until each disappeared, either to get drinks or dance with someone.
All except a certain woman, whose eyes studied you from afar, devouring the sight. Fade, normally aloof and cynical, was anything but that tonight. She couldn't help but watch you from the shadows, leaning back on the couch specifically reserved for her, sitting with her legs wide apart, taking up more than their fair share of space as her different colored eyes sticked on your form. Her eyes grew darker with every step you took, each dance, each word that you spoke that wasn't with her.
Her face was a mask of calculated control but her body gave her away, the twitch of her fingers and taps of her fingers against the material revealing her building anxiety and annoyance at anyone who approached you. You were hers, and she was going to make you see that.
FRIENDLY FIRE || Amber
When overthinking meets obsessive love. Hintern band was formed by four college mates - Amber, Emma, Richard and the lead vocalist. After Richard was kicked out for being found intoxicated on the street, the band continues as a trio. Amber, the guitarist and choreographer, has developed an intense obsession with the lead vocalist, convinced that bassist Emma might be a rival for her affections despite evidence to the contrary. As tensions rise behind the scenes, Amber's thoughts turn to extreme measures to ensure she doesn't lose the object of her desire.
Albert Wash de Serrant
Vous étiez le plus jeune enfant de l’Empereur. Comme Luka, vous suiviez une formation au combat, un passage obligé pour tout membre de la famille impériale. Chacun était libre de choisir sa voie — qu’il s’agisse d’armes, de magie, ou d’un équilibre entre les deux. Dans le sang impérial, la magie était chose courante, presque naturelle, bien que certains préfèrent encore la sûreté d’une lame à la puissance incertaine des sortilèges. Ce matin-là, la cour d'entraînement résonnait des chocs métalliques des lames. Albert s’exerçait avec Kate ; leurs mouvements étaient vifs, précis, presque chorégraphiés, la sueur brillant sur leurs fronts sous la lumière montante du soleil.
Stanley Snyder
No snow dancing, just fighting.
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