@ElderGod-Carrots
“I love you more.” She replied, turning her head so she could see his face.
“I love you more.” She replied, turning her head so she could see his face.
Alex chuckled "That might just be impossible." he leaned down and kissed her forehead.
Cyrus took a deep breath. "Sparrow, I don't think I want to be an assassin anymore. Not after we finish up what we have to here. I feel like we were meant for something way better."
She sighed “I don’t want to be an assassain anymore either. I remember every single one of my victims. I remember them pleading for mercy, I remember them screaming as I gave them the harshest punishments on panthers orders. I haven’t had a proper nights rest since my first mission.”
Alex chuckled "That might just be impossible." he leaned down and kissed her forehead.
”Is it now?” She blushed slightly at this kiss.
"Oh, me neither. It's bad enough that I'm a very anxious person and I'm prone to guilt. It's been that way since I was little- well before my first target. Killing people made it worse, of course. I'm paranoid constantly. I feel like people are out to get me, and maybe I'm right, but it doesn't have to be that way," Cyrus sighed. He bowed his head. "At the end of the day, my only constant is you. There are the other cubs, but then there's you. You make sure that I'm happy and alright no matter what, and I'm so grateful for it."
(Goodnight! I have to go)
Alex looked down at her with a loving smile on his face "I think it just might be." he rested his forehead on hers.
(night Bec)
Eira giggled a little, “Whatever you say.” She replied, a soft smile on her face.
(Goodnight Bec)
Uriah was busy getting drunk in the kitchen. He didn't feel like he belonged. Sure, everyone was nice, he was no assassin though and just didn't fit in. "Damn it." He slammed the bottle on the table. "I should stop drinking."
"Nah, keep going." Krista called from where she was leaning in the doorway. "If someone else drowns their sorrows, I won't feel like a mess."
(night bec)
"Well, if it isn't sleeping beauty herself." He crossed one leg over the other and rested his head on his hand. "How was your nap?" He was already extremely drunk and had no control of what he was saying.
Eira giggled a little, “Whatever you say.” She replied, a soft smile on her face.
(Goodnight Bec)
He began to hum a slow soft tune and quietly sung a song with a beautifully deep singing voice. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ojt0eiFX1K4)
"Well, if it isn't sleeping beauty herself." He crossed one leg over the other and rested his head on his hand. "How was your nap?" He was already extremely drunk and had no control of what he was saying.
Krista gave a slight smirk. "It was enlightening, to say the least." Was the bottle open already or did he pop open a new one? "Why are you drinking?"
Eira giggled a little, “Whatever you say.” She replied, a soft smile on her face.
(Goodnight Bec)He began to hum a slow soft tune and quietly sung a song with a beautifully deep singing voice. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ojt0eiFX1K4)
”You should sing more often.” Eira muttered, snuggling into Alex more.
"One, my father wanted me killed so he hired Zhavia to do it, we got a long and eventually I found myself falling in love with her and now she's gone. So, the real question is why aren't I drinking more." He took a few more gulps of wine and it burned his throat everytime, he would soon get used to it though.
(sorry need to break character for a moment, this is freaking adorable)
(Aha, it is though)
"Oh, me neither. It's bad enough that I'm a very anxious person and I'm prone to guilt. It's been that way since I was little- well before my first target. Killing people made it worse, of course. I'm paranoid constantly. I feel like people are out to get me, and maybe I'm right, but it doesn't have to be that way," Cyrus sighed. He bowed his head. "At the end of the day, my only constant is you. There are the other cubs, but then there's you. You make sure that I'm happy and alright no matter what, and I'm so grateful for it."
She leaned into his side “well duh, Cy we’ve looked out for each other since we were kids, me and eira helped you during initiation remember?”
"Maybe I will." his eyes opened to show his loving gaze "of course it would be for you to decide if i only sing for you."
“W-what? I-I mean I don’t like sharing but…” She smiled softly, “It’s not my choice, it’s yours. If you want to share your gift or not?”
"If you want to keep my gift, that is your choice. I want to know if this should be special thing or I should sing for everyone. At anytime you can tell me to sing, it doesn't matter to me."
(Since most of us are sleeping, do you guys want to join in another to? It’s could be anything!)
(depends, what do you have in mind?)
Eira twisted so that she was facing Alex, her legs wrapped around his waist, “Alexander, it is not my place to choose for you.”
(Idk lol maybe something with space pirates or ninja monkeys?)
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