elektra natchios (skyblack) wrote in crownplazaic, @ 2021-07-20 07:26:00 |
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Entry tags: | !log/thread, elektra natchios, geralt |
Who: Geralt and Elektra
Where: The greenhouse
When: While this is happening
What: A gardener catches a pest
Status: Complete
Warnings: Violence
Elektra could sneak with the best of them and pass unnoticed whenever she wanted to, yet she was almost certain Xian had looked right at her a minute ago. Of course, ever since, the witch had trained her gaze outward, with the occasional glimpse toward her tea or the man seated beside her on the patio, and an infuriating little smile on her lips. Their voices were too low and the wind didn’t carry more than a murmur of conversation to Elektra’s ears, teasing her with the knowledge that they were speaking, but no hint about what they were speaking of. Not that it mattered. Octane and Xian were nobodies to her. They were welcome to associate, gossip, shoot the shit. Plot revenge or kvetch about the weather. Or her disloyalty. Elektra cared not one bit. In fact, she cared so little that she had no trouble walking away from the scene, her footsteps cat-quiet in the brush. But what could they have to say to each other? It irked her not to know. If it had irked her less, she might have sensed someone watching before she saw him standing there, all broad shoulders and snow-white hair. |