"You're tossing out blame, drunk on this pain, crossing out the good years"
Nikolai Lantsov x fem!OC
[Storm and Siege- ]
Storm and Siege (Complete)
Ruin and Rising (Ongoing)
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Olysia tried to leave as soon as the opportunity presented itself. She wanted to avoid any and all possibility of Sturmhond and the conversation with all of his quick remarks that was sure to follow. Whenever she's around him, she could practically feel her icy heart try to claw its way out of her ribcage and right into his hand and she refused to let it happen.
She ultimately fails when she feels gentle fingers grab her hand, effectively grabbing her attention before letting go.
Her mind decided to focus on the fact that he grabbed her hand instead of her wrist where her bruise was, how delicately his callous hand was holding hers, how fleeting it was. It was so unlike the Darkling and she was reminded of him every time she looked at her bruise that painted her skin black and blue from his creeping hand.
Olysia found herself missing his warmth against her cool skin. She knew that kind of warmth could start a fire in her that would burn all common sense.
She raised her eyebrows signaling to explain why he was there besides pissing her off.
"What did our dear Sun Summoner mean?"
"How should I know?" Olysia shrugged. "She seemed to be a little out of it so I wouldn't trust what she has to say. Now if you'll excuse me."
She tried to walk but Sturmhond seemed to maneuver his way in front of her and block the only exit.
"As much as I enjoy our little dances, I'm not quite sure I have the patience for one right now. You're hiding something and I like to think I'm more clever than that."
"Bold of you to assume you're clever at all."
"Now it just feels like you're intentionally trying to hurt my feelings." He chuckled.
"Well if you're so clever then you must have all the answers, so I can't imagine why you would need me to tell them to you."
She tried stepping to the right of him but he stepped left to match her.
"What if I wanted to hear your pretty little voice tell me all about them?"
"Then I'd think you know absolutely nothing. So if you're so intelligent, why don't you tell me?" She looked up at him, pursing her lips. As if the sudden movement caught his attention his eyes flickered down at them unconsciously for a second before returning to her eyes.
"Alright then," He raised his arm to lean against his hand on the wall. "I think you like to pretend that you had any choice being here, but it was never really your decision. You feel guilty about the Sun Summoner, you can hardly look her in the eyes."
Olysia scowled because he was partially right.
"I think you don't want to be here."
"And what gave that away?" She deadpanned. "It's almost as if you won't leave me alone when I want you to."
