dearprey
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/ going to lock in on him. cb for a line!
wiccaanways
you are impossible. you know that?
dearprey
/ going to lock in on him. cb for a line!
scarredtouch
there has got to be a better way of doing this.
dearprey
⋆.ೃ࿔ @scarredtouch ❜͟ ben huffs out a laugh before he could stop himself, the kind that slips free more from surprise than humor. she stands there, flour dusted across her forearms and top. for a moment he forgot about the bowl in front of them entirely. “ alright, ” he says, voice low and even, “ then let’s see if you’re as good a student as you claim. ” an almost hesitant ben reaches for her hands before thinking twice— just a gentle tap at her wrists to guide them. the dough was sticky, too wet, and he didn’t care. “ i know it feels strange ,” he murmurs. “ but dough wants to be worked. lean into it. ”
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scarredtouch
i should have, a very long time ago. maybe that would have prevented me from looking like the pillsbury dough boy’s daughter right now. but, i am more than open to learning.. to see if you’re a good teacher. (:
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dearprey
⋆.ೃ࿔ @scarredtouch ❜͟ i know, it’s messy, but it’s all about trusting the process. you’ve never made bread before?
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dearprey
/ comment & specify the mood <33 https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTrdXohBR/
scarredtouch
what the hell are you doing here, and why are you holding a box??
scarredtouch
⠀ please don’t take offense to the response, i just don’t celebrate my birthday. [upon ben coming into the house, edena shuts the door behind him. she maneuvers her way around him to walk more into the house, a hum emitting from her lips. the initial view of the house is simplistic, but very edena—- pictures on the walls of edena and several other people, a simple table in the corner cluttered with keys and a simple vase with daisies in it, and an array of shoes that are not all hers.] thank you. i’ve lived here for about sixty-three years, give or take. [not the original home, but the one she made after she was left to pick up the pieces of her former life.]
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dearprey
⋆.ೃ࿔ @scarredtouch ❜͟ [ her response catches him by surprise but he doesn’t allow it to show. instead, he takes the opportunity granted to him and steps inside, subtly taking in the initial view of her home. he doesn’t walk in any further, not wanting to cross any boundaries. he continues to hold the small box in his hand, waiting for the right moment to give it to her. ] this is a nice place. have you lived here long?
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lycanthropiks
i don’t see why we’re here, i’m a great shot.
lycanthropiks
and exactly / how / many targets do i have to shoot for me to get out of this?
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lunarhunts
it’s fine. leave it.
lunarhunts
@dearprey ( … ) [ the redhead shot him a glare after she shoved his hand away yet again. the wound wasn’t / bad /. she wasn’t a fool. she knew it needed to be treated, but she was of the mind that she could do it herself. she had sorted out her own wounds for as long as she could remember. it was a hunters way of life. ] would you quit being so dramatic ? it’ll heal.
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lycanthropiks
please, by all means, don’t stop on my account.
lycanthropiks
no, i’m just— taking in the view. [ with a sarcastic smile plastered over her face, kai shifts in her stance, arms crossed over her chest. ] not to pry though, but, if i remember correctly you usually only go that heavy when something’s on your mind... is there?
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dearprey
⋆.ೃ࿔ @lycanthropiks ❜͟ yea okay, smartass. this is good for exercise. you want to try?
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lunarhunts
you’re hovering.
lunarhunts
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@dearprey ( … ) fuck off. [ the redhead huntress scoffed, her silvery hues narrowing as she glanced over her shoulder at him. her scarred features hardened, before she returned her gaze forward, exhaling. ] I do / not / hesitate. / excuse my hostile bby </3
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