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《 @godsIayer 》..   
            
            
                    "fine, fine!" mary spoke, her emerald orbs staring at his figure as she slowly took off her garments, her body trembling ever so subtly as cool air blew by it. she wasn't one to not like cold and yet today her body felt slightly more feverish than usually and that made the difference much more immense. 
            
                   she slowly approached rurik's extended hand, bare feet leaving foot prints on the slightly damp sand. a small pout rested on her lips as the waves run to her feet before she had managed to prepare herself for the coldness they carried, a shiver running through her. "if you don't hug me all the way inside I ain't moving." she spoke, words firm and decisive as she walked towards his embrace. as cold as his body tended to be, it felt much warmer than everything else at the current moment, which made her tense shoulders relax as she snuggled in his embrace, warm hands wrapping around his waist.

《 @godsIayer 》..   
            
            
                   Mary's rosy lips closed  as soon as his breathed command was whispered against her skin, their close proximity making her heart waver and beat at a quicker pace, like it always tended to do around his presence, his scent and touch.  
            
                  she willed her mind to focus on the deer that stood in front of their eyes, uncaring of it's surroundings. "is that what we are after?  it looks like a baby, though.." she whispered close to his ear over her shoulder despite his words, her hand flinching slightly as she felt his hands slide over hers, making her hold the bow with a firmer grip. maybe it wasn't a wise decision to go hunting when her thoughts were entirely captured and held hostage by him.  and boy, did her serve as a wonderful distraction.

&.       my bad.     the account needed something new. 

&.      wait let me change my theme rq, then i’ll drop stuff. 

&.        AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

{   @sentimvntalist   }
            
                     Mary's hazel orbs stared at the woman, amusement and mischief shimmering through them as her fingers delicately slipped just underneath the front of her shirt, overbearing warmth meeting softness as the tips grazed the soft skin of her belly. the contact only lasted for a moment before she was fixing the shirt that had been previously sticking out awkwardly over her pants. 
            
                 "I was trying to fix your shirt is all..but if my words were too much, I shall pause." she spoke, voice soft and sweet, her lashes fluttering slightly as she captured karina's gaze that seemed to speak more than her mouth was. "if that is what you wish, karina."

《 @godsIayer 》..  
            
            
                    A small huff of disbelief escaped her reddish lips, her hazel orbs capturing his molten gold of a gaze boldly and unapologetically. in her fingers rested the root of their current exchange of words, the smooth material of his blue-black cloak that felt heavy on her hands.  mary swiftly shoved the garment towards him, pressing the dark material over his clothed chest along with the palm of her hand, softness meeting harsh lines that she purposefully avoided lingering upon.  
            
                   "it is called [borrowing]. I wanted to check if the bird was still on it's nest is all. excuse me for trying to protect myself from the coldness of the environment with your garments. I shall refrain from doing so, but.." she stated, voice sharp, edged with her emotions that clashed with one another, harmony meeting frustration. "I am no thief." she spat the words as if the words themselves were dirty and forbidden. he had insulted her and that made her blood boil, her own warmth threatening to suffocate her, her cheeks having taken a rosy hue.

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                 Crimson blood dripped on the stone flooring from her right hand, the wound an unexpectedly deep one. Mary was not so started by the wound itself, but by Nina's hands that gently took a hold of her hand, their cradling a tender one. she could take care of it herself,  she had done so many times before and yet her hazel orbs remained on the woman, rosy lips parting, the promise of words lingering upon them.
            
                    "thank you.." she spoke softly and timidly, only slightly wincing as air blew over the wound.

THE SOUND OF HER MISCHIEF,       LADEN WITH A GIGGLE, MADE HIM FROWN. while it was to be expected, mockery was one thing he’d grown well accustomed to. the scenery before them only sharpened his irritation, and he began to ponder why she had taken the liberty to bring him here. sverrir came to stand beside her, keeping a deliberately measured distance. his horse remained behind, tethered to a gnarled tree, shifting uneasily with the wind.
            
            ⠀⠀⠀    ⠀⠀ “what sort of point?”
            
            ⠀⠀he asked, sparing her a glance. his eyes flicked to the landscape⎯—then he averted his gaze, jaw tightening as if bracing for whatever game she had in mind. a breeze rustled the leaves at their feet, carrying the faint scent of something burned, and sverrir’s fingers itched toward the hilt of his dagger, though he did not move.          “the conclusion i drew was based on your handling. it was not entirely me underestimating you, but this—-” he ran a hand through his hair, narrowing his eyes as he turned back to look at her once more.
            
            ⠀⠀⠀ “you can’t be serious,” he added. “what exactly are you up to?”

(( it is not as good as I could have written it, but it is what I am currently capable of. I will most probably write more fluidly going on, dear. ))

《 @godIike 》..
            
            
            ᯓthe resonant sound of her giggle broke through the air of the never-ending forest, it's trees big in structure and scarce in numbers, letting the sun's rays paint the stillness of it with the crisp cheerfulness of the early morning. 
            
                 hazel orbs searched for sverrir as the sound of his words had graced mary's ears, making a mischievous and bubbly feeling spread throughout her body, like a hum.  the sound of hoofs touching grass and dirt came to a stop as mary beckoned the beautiful black horse to come to a halt. it was the horse had had let her ride since the first time and the one she had fallen in love with, other than her own back to her home. 
            
                  "it was to prove a point.." she said smugly, the corners of her reddish lips curving upwards into a soft smile. "you shouldn't have underestimated [my] riding skills just because I am a mortal." she added, her brown hair falling forward over her shoulder as she turned her head to look around, letting the beauty of the scenery that stretched in front of her eyes hold her a prisoner. nature had made her it's captive from an age young and tender, long before any struggle was to become a present scar in her life. in it, she found solitude and peace. through it, she found healing and rest. it was only when she sat on the curve of a tree's branch, like an exploring bird looking for a place to make it's nest, that she truly felt her body relax and let calm consume her. only when in nature's embrace had she ever felt seen, felt and understood.