⟪ she grabs her questionable price, and her brows furrow the more she sees of it up close. it is every bit as utterly disgusting as it had looked from a distance – worse perhaps – but she is after the drawstrings in the collar and the bottoms of the sleeves. those are quickly enough removed, and tested for their sturdiness.
not as good as a real garrotte, but they might do in a pinch.
and if not, at least she can use one to tie her hair back if need be.
once that is decided, she drapes the garish thing over the edge of her bunk, keeping it visible from a distance. bait, in case her mother sends one of her traitorous friends her way. it is exactly the sort of floral horror ty lee would not have the mind to resist. the thought seems to give her some grim satisfaction. ⟫
What else do you have? ⟪ only now does she turn her full, somewhat haunting attention back to her present company, and she almost snarls when she spots his scar. bad sign. ⟫
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not as good as a real garrotte, but they might do in a pinch.
and if not, at least she can use one to tie her hair back if need be.
once that is decided, she drapes the garish thing over the edge of her bunk, keeping it visible from a distance. bait, in case her mother sends one of her traitorous friends her way. it is exactly the sort of floral horror ty lee would not have the mind to resist. the thought seems to give her some grim satisfaction. ⟫
What else do you have? ⟪ only now does she turn her full, somewhat haunting attention back to her present company, and she almost snarls when she spots his scar. bad sign. ⟫