raisedinthesmoke:

“Yeah, don’t trust us not to blow ourselves up and take half the planet with us.”

It was clear the boy was jaded and had not seen a positive outlook on life in a very long time, which was understandable, all things considered, with having lost his home and his entire family, and only having physical and emotional scars to show for it.

“Well, honestly, my aunts and uncle said it was much easier and cleaner than another plague.” It was a bad a joke, but he didn’t seem to notice just how awful, even after he said it.

@foxofthewildhunt continued from here

Sara was bundled up so heavily and still her nose was red and her skin had an almost sickly sheen to it. If more of it was visible even an average human could’ve seen she wasn’t one of them. The cold never agreed with salamanders.

“No, no. Don’t let me interrupt. You can keep frolicking.”

August barely batted an eye at that, but he did roll onto his stomach. She smelled sickly and it was a bit of a mood killer for him. It distracted from the crisp, almost clean scent of the snow.

“You don’t look so good.”

babyitsmagic:

“I’ve yet to have a problem with one and am more than capable of doing the asking myself.” Her earrings were charmed to make her look more human. Maybe she could find another piece of jewelry to make her less flammable.

“Last one I met tried to pluck me like a damn chicken,” she grumbled, lifting her hair to show the brilliant flame colored feathers at the base of her skull. She had other patches of skin with the feathers, but they were covered by her clothing.

babyitsmagic:

“Marriage wasn’t exactly on my to do list and marriage to a stranger even less so.” It was just another on a long list of things he hadn’t had a say in.

“Yeah, well, I’m close enough to your species for it to not be “problematic”.” But he was still taking plenty issue with it.

babyitsmagic:

“Unfortunately no, but I’m sure a witch could find a way to make that happen.” It was something she knew was possible in her own realm, but the limits of magic here weren’t quite clear to her yet.

Dallas gave a very exasperated sigh and tossed her hands up in defeat. “I don’t like witches. They tend to see me as an ingredient  more than, well, a person.”