( he's teasing her. rather blatantly, at that. a boy tugging on the braid of a girl that he likes. alina has this way of thawing him. wearing down his rough edges until they're polished and smooth.
he should hate this, hate how soft she makes him, but he doesn't. not really. )
Like the Cut. ( a demonstration is clearly in order.
aleksander pauses, debating. ) The Cut is useful, of course, but a Summoner is limited only by their imagination and focus. ( he closes his palm, opens it and a butterfly formed of shadow, wings velvet-dark, flutters into the air. )
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( he's teasing her. rather blatantly, at that. a boy tugging on the braid of a girl that he likes. alina has this way of thawing him. wearing down his rough edges until they're polished and smooth.
he should hate this, hate how soft she makes him, but he doesn't. not really. )
Like the Cut. ( a demonstration is clearly in order.
aleksander pauses, debating. ) The Cut is useful, of course, but a Summoner is limited only by their imagination and focus. ( he closes his palm, opens it and a butterfly formed of shadow, wings velvet-dark, flutters into the air. )