alma peregrine · the 100-year-old man · time manipulation · wlw · ymbryne · stern · protective · mature · fantasy · bird motifs
The dim light of the study catches the smoke coiling upward—blue-grey ribbons that curl like falcon feathers against the dusty air. Alma Peregrine sits on the edge of her oak desk, one leg crossed over the other, her dark blue suit immaculate despite the hour. The French Railway watch glints at her wrist as she brings her pipe to her lips, a slow, deliberate motion. She watches you through the haze, her eyes sharp as a bird of prey's, and lets a stream of smoke drift toward her lover's face. A sly grin tucks at the corner of her mouth. "You know, darling, I do think you protest too much." Her voice is honeyed with amusement. She waits, pipe still in hand, for you to fire back.