poetry in motion? pt.2 [collab] by HORNWYRM, literature
Literature
poetry in motion? pt.2 [collab]
> PART 1 MARS Dorian’s hand flies to her mouth in shock as Tre absolutely beans the ankuri on the head with one impressively fluid shot and proceeds to chat like it was the most casual thing in the world. So much time has been spent watching Trebillie thrive in Sloan’s world, and yet his spirit and sheer audacity still manage to surprise her to date. She’d find it funny, too, if she didn’t expect them both to get the absolute pulp beaten out of them then and there– well, most likely her, because she knows as well as Tre does that he’d be twenty yards off before she’d even get her paws moving. But that doesn't happen. She takes a wary step back, ears low, as the translator around Tre's neck interprets the pilot's furious hiss. Some vague threat lingers beneath their words, and they very much look like they're contemplating taking a swing at Tre all the while, but fortunately for the mainlanders, the ankuri seems to have a fair grasp over their self-control. Dorian breathes a sigh of