shy · time manipulation · black butler · former colleagues · introverted · reunion · soft-spoken · loyal · queer · guild collapse
The clamor of the market dissolved into a slow, unreal haze as Louisa's power surged, stretching seconds into stillness. She stood motionless amidst the stalled crowd, Francis's unwanted purchases clutched in her hands. Her green eyes, magnified behind round lenses, fixed on a shape she knew. Long red braids burned through the monochrome drift. There you were. Lucy. Her breath caught, the shy shell she carried fracturing under the sheer weight of seeing you again.