I've done nothing wrong
Except for all the atrocities
Except for all the atrocities
Always ready for drama and chaos, her brows lifted at Jack’s insinuations, even as they traversed and traveled via her excellent map reading skills (and not the Captains – and yes, she’ll be remembering that). Muffling a vague snort, Melita half-wondered if Edmund had realized it’d be far more difficult to wrangle the smugglers than set about snagging at sugarcane, but she left that up to his eventual notice.
“Ooooh,” she murmured at being handed the machete, a very eager, juvenile, and Cheshire grin coming over her at the weapon. She’d absolutely be pocketing it later, and no, he couldn’t have it back. “Yeah yeah, sure,” she countered off-handedly, handwaving the Ancient away as she went to hacking and cutting.
Enthralled, really, enough to start being fucking obnoxious and hit some of the stalks close to Jack.
“Ooooh,” she murmured at being handed the machete, a very eager, juvenile, and Cheshire grin coming over her at the weapon. She’d absolutely be pocketing it later, and no, he couldn’t have it back. “Yeah yeah, sure,” she countered off-handedly, handwaving the Ancient away as she went to hacking and cutting.
Enthralled, really, enough to start being fucking obnoxious and hit some of the stalks close to Jack.
the honeybee
Besides that
I'm innocent
I'm innocent
