auntsloss
what do you mean you / lost / your sisters ?! you’re the eldest, for crying out loud !
ifeelyou-
auntsloss
anthony. you do not know this girl.
/ mb, she’s a bit blunt.
nccrime
surely, this girl would want you to dance with her. [ she holds out her hands. ] so you need to know how to lead. start by holding one of my hands and placing the other on my waist. don’t squeeze too tight or i’ll knock ‘ya.
nccrime
( @ifeelyou- ) nonsense, sailor boy, you’ve been on rocking ships, i doubt it’s that bad ! :)
nccrime
i was chased (. . . ) last night.
ifeelyou-
( @nccrime ) ( he’s quick to kneel in front of her when she drops into a sitting position, still scanning her for any visible wounds ) d - did you get a good look at her face ? may - maybe we can find her ? ( he tries to calm his voice, the last thing she needs if for him to get as shaky as she was, carefully he placed his hands on top of hers, trying to stop the shaking ) it’s okay, you’re - you’re okay, she’s gone
nccrime
( @ifeelyou- ) a woman. [ she sits down, a hand running down her face as she recounts the events of the previous night. ] i was stakin’ out, like we planned (…) but the same lady with red (…) mush all over her face that i told you about earlier caught me and (…) [ she sighed, her hands starting to shake. ] i barely got away.
nccrime
beautiful? anthony, i look horrendous right now.
ifeelyou-
( @nccrime ) me ? lie to you ? never ! ( he shoots back upright, shaking his head, eyebrows knitting together ) you just always look remarkably beautiful
nccrime
( @ifeelyou- ) [ she stifles a grin by pursing her lips. rats, how he flustered her. ] now you’re jus’ lying through your teeth.
nccrime
no. no, you must be confused.
/ the confession </3
nccrime
( @ifeelyou- ) [ as he takes her hands, she quickly backs away, forcing him to let go of her. ] no ! [ she shouts, her voice echoing through the small, desolate room. it came out louder than she wanted to, and she immediately regretted it once in weighed in on her. still, she has a look that screams a ton of things: confusion? anger? she didn’t know. she didn’t know why it made her mad to think of someone loving her. ] do you not see me ?! [ she points to herself. ] do you not see who i am ?! [ she runs her hand through her hair. ] i’m (…) i’m weird, and i’m homey, and i (…) i will not let you give up this opportunity for someone like me. no, anthony (…) i won’t let you settle for this. i will not let you view me like this. and you? you’ll thank me in the long run. you (…) you won’t mean anything, and you’ll realize it. you’ll live your best life with johanna and you won’t give a / damn / about whether i so much as breathe.
ifeelyou-
( @nccrime ) no ! no i never loved her, i never loved you grace ! it was never johanna, it was always / you / gracie, it was always you ! ( he nodded desperately, hands rushing forward to shakily grabbing onto her hands, holding them delicately, eyes wide, desperate and lovesick ) I could never forget you ! i don’t want to run away with her, i want to run away with you ! or - or stay here if that’s what you want ! i just want to be with / you / * screaming crying and throwing up THEY ARE MY ROMAN EMPIRE
nccrime
( @ifeelyou- ) no. don’t say that. [ she looks straight at him, shaking her head in disbelief. ] you love johanna. you have your heart set on her. when you leave, and when you go through this plan that we worked so (…) goddamn hard on, you’ll leave and you’ll forget about me. you have to. that’s the only outcome i’ll accept from you. / agh ! the pain !
nccrime
this was my mother’s room. i use it as my office (. . . ) well, unofficial office. i take to mapping out certain streets so i know where everything is.
ifeelyou-
( @nccrime ) well your mother had excellent taste, my sister would like it ( anthony trails after grace to the window not unlike how a lost puppy trails after someone who fed it one time out of pity ) I think all views in london are beautiful, what makes this town so great :)
nccrime
( @ifeelyou- ) thank you. i never appreciated it until she passed. i spend most afternoons up here. [ she opens the curtains to cast a small glow inside of the room to make it slightly less darker. ] the view could be better.
nccrime
you don’t know a thing about this girl, do you ?
ifeelyou-
( @nccrime ) like what ? what do i need to know ? i know that she’s sad and beautiful and needs my help ! what else is there ? ( his head cocked to the side, eyebrows furrowing together at grace’s exasperated expression ) * he is never beating the single brain cell allegations . . . sigh
nccrime
( @ifeelyou- ) [ she runs a hand over her face, dragging it down from the bridge of her nose to her lips, groaning. ] christ’s sake, you (. . . ) are so clueless. there’s many you need to know ! people around here are not how they seem all the time !
nccrime
wait a minute (. . . ) you have been / all over / the world, yet your favorite is (. . . ) london ?
ifeelyou-
( @nccrime ) well . . . when you’ve seen everything, you start to miss the place that’s the most familiar, the place with no surprises, the one that’s / home / , peru was nice and very beautiful, and so was everywhere else ! but my sisters and i were born here, it’s home :) * bro got the single brain cell for just a moment so he could be philosophical
nccrime
( @ifeelyou- ) hm. [ she appears to be thinking ‘ are you standards truly that low that you settle for london ? ’] i suppose you do have a point, but even so (…) you would trade a voyage to peru to be in london ?
nccrime
can i help you, or are you just going to stand there ? [ she raises a brow, her words sharp but lacking bitterness as she hoists a stack of books onto the desk. ]
* / first meeting !
nccrime
( @ifeelyou- ) [ she nods her head, clearly quite impatient. ] go on. i have much to stack and i don’t have all day.