Your Highnessness, I've never undressed a man in my life and I'm not gonna start now.
[ she makes hard eye contact like a cat about to knock something over, and promptly slices through the loosened laces with the knife so she can fold back some of the sleeve fabric.
he's goddamned lucky the dog didn't shatter the bones of his arm, which gideon is absolutely not equipped to handle. without electricity working in the apartment she's had to literally start a fire under a kettle of nasty stale water in hopes of sterilizing it, and they'll have to wait a couple minutes for it to boil and and then for the dish cloths dunked in it to cool down enough to use to clean the bite. for the moment, she's got a dry cloth to press over the punctures to try and stop the bleeding. ]
Yeah, that's my mum. She fell dead on the Ninth's doorstep one day, hauling my infant self along. Hella mysterious. Never found out who she was or why she'd done it.
A drink! You and me both. [ gideon doesn't drink, mostly because she was never given the opportunity, but she snagged some liquor for the sheer novelty before the fog rolled in. the bottles have elaborate skull artwork on the labels. it's probably why she picked them up. ] Keep this pressure on, I'll get you a bloody drink.
[ she'll even pour it into a glass for you, bucko. it probably doesn't taste very good.
and speaking of pouring drinks and undressing mens, ]
I bet you probably have a gaggle of people to do this stuff for you back home. Is there an official drink pourer? An official laces-undoer for your shirts? You can't even take this off by yourself, what the heck.
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[ she makes hard eye contact like a cat about to knock something over, and promptly slices through the loosened laces with the knife so she can fold back some of the sleeve fabric.
he's goddamned lucky the dog didn't shatter the bones of his arm, which gideon is absolutely not equipped to handle. without electricity working in the apartment she's had to literally start a fire under a kettle of nasty stale water in hopes of sterilizing it, and they'll have to wait a couple minutes for it to boil and and then for the dish cloths dunked in it to cool down enough to use to clean the bite. for the moment, she's got a dry cloth to press over the punctures to try and stop the bleeding. ]
Yeah, that's my mum. She fell dead on the Ninth's doorstep one day, hauling my infant self along. Hella mysterious. Never found out who she was or why she'd done it.
A drink! You and me both. [ gideon doesn't drink, mostly because she was never given the opportunity, but she snagged some liquor for the sheer novelty before the fog rolled in. the bottles have elaborate skull artwork on the labels. it's probably why she picked them up. ] Keep this pressure on, I'll get you a bloody drink.
[ she'll even pour it into a glass for you, bucko. it probably doesn't taste very good.
and speaking of pouring drinks and undressing mens, ]
I bet you probably have a gaggle of people to do this stuff for you back home. Is there an official drink pourer? An official laces-undoer for your shirts? You can't even take this off by yourself, what the heck.