lydia c. martin. 17 years young. banshee.
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“I could, if asked politely and given a payment.”
He raises an eyebrow, arms crossing over his chest.
Normally he wasn’t one to help,
but if persuaded he could.
Still..The temptation of watching the chaos.
”Why? Would you be interested in me finding them?”
lydia has never equated much to the concept
of making a deal with the devil, mainly because
she is the devil in most situations where it is
applicable. in this one, however, she is the peasant
with a plea, the question without an answer,
and she needs this fae’s help. Atri, she reminds
herself. His name is Atri. it is easier to differentiate
him from stiles now. especially with the accent that
this fae has. she crosses her arms across her
chest, mimicking his pose.
“ It depends on the p r i c e. ”
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bravexbanshee reblogged this from belezamxrtal and added: “ I don’t know much. ” the words cling to her lips on the way out and lydia has to force them. she doesn’t like...
