>>9922909>The thing about promises, kid>Is that sometimes.. sometimes we don’t get a choice >People hold us to ‘em>I’ve made my share of promises >Promises I gotta keep >Maybe.. *tearing up* Maybe I’ll hold ya to yours Noire pulls the brim of her hat down low to cover her eyes and slinks away into the back of the arena.
I had some Matrona bio stuff I was working on but I dropped it because 1) it was too ambitious 2) I’m not at all confident in my writing and English 3) it was starting to veer into schizo territory 4) it was only tangentially related to Skelly and Noire’s story 5) I wasn’t sure how acceptable it would be to you.
If you’d like I can give you a synopsis.
