"All right," she whispers. She is trembling; she hates it.
(She looks horribly young. In this light it is clear; the formidable skull of the Ninth is just paint on a seventeen year old girl, pushed to her limit and held there without hope of relief. One who is neither as hard-boiled or as damned as she believes herself to be.)
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Date: 2020-10-11 11:54 pm (UTC)(She looks horribly young. In this light it is clear; the formidable skull of the Ninth is just paint on a seventeen year old girl, pushed to her limit and held there without hope of relief. One who is neither as hard-boiled or as damned as she believes herself to be.)