it's a mingle, a paisley mingle

[timelapsed]

Who: Paisley crew and/or visitors and/or Chloe
Broadcast: N/A
Action: The Paisley
When: Anytime in March p much

[ Welcome to the Paisley, where the drama's made up and the points don't matter ]

Comments

THEON STAHP

[complicatedliar]

[He says these things like he wants to believe he has some choice. That's really all it is, the sad attempt to ape control of a life that has no control.

Chuckling to himself, Loki dry shaves that left eyebrow off. Enjoy the razor burn, kid.

Into Theon's ear:] Howl, little pup. Only one who has never known a moment of control over his own pathetic life would think a big noise is what keeps the chilling darkness at bay.

[And the breath he exhales over Theon's ear is absolutely frigid for a moment, like the north wind. He kisses Theon on the cheek, and his lips burn with frost.] Sleep well, in the uncaring dark.

[And then he vanishes, leaving Theon to drop to the floor, minus an eyebrow.]