mental link: D46

[erbier]

[ A gasp, a whisper of something where there had been a stark silence before, and then a pull. A grasp from the deep, leveraging its way from beneath the water only by pulling down another.

Precarious, but harmless as she awakens, her siren call weakening as she breaks the surface, at last. Awake. Everywhere and nowhere, unshielded. Reborn again upon the shores. ]

ooc; newbies should stop her anywhere for action, and anyone who wants to greet her face to face should juuust say so and I will tell you where she is at that moment. she's not really controlling what goes where so threadjack away.

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[erbier]

[ Ah, she hates that, and she corrects him frigidly, ]

( Ilde. )

[100mitsubishis]

( Kavinsky. Offer stands. )

[erbier]

( Kavinsky. You should keep your vices to yourself. )

[ There is trouble enough in the Hive. There is already Petre, whom she detests, without this soulless boy run on addiction infecting those around him. ]

[100mitsubishis]

[The immediacy of his reply should really grate.]

( Not gonna happen. If you try it, you'll like it. )

[erbier]

[ She has her addiction. She had spent years of her life intoxicated on the boiling magic of the Godking, inebriated in him and his madness and his power... This new life, so far away from Him, has freed her. Given her back her mind, her first chance at a life that is her own, not one ruled by death nor insanity.

(But she lets the Darkling amplify her all the same, breathes in his Grisha blackness because it reminds her so much of--)]

( What a pathetic argument. )

[ As haughty as a princess, just as hypocritical. ]

[100mitsubishis]

[Kavinsky's addiction has always been his own. From his first snort and the following swallow, he's owned it. His enjoyment has never slackened and since he left Jersey, he's never been owned. Everyone should know that joy. It's consuming, but the stomach lining is so soft.]

( You can find me if you change your mind. )

[erbier]

( I won't. )

[ Stern as steel, but... they are Hive now. They are connected. The itch they both knows is a rope between them now. ]