eve becomes SNAKE -- or snake becomes EVE. whichever way ROUND, she is FREER. hell follows her ‘round, hell called MAN, hell called ADAM, trying to make the CHANGING about him. adam demands of god why he is being PUNISHED like this. eve finds GRACE in the dark cracks between rocks. eve finds god in the SOLITUDE. eve finds ABSOLUTION in the red press of her knees / scales into the dirt. eve, UNBLINKING, watches adam rail. adam demands ANSWERS and eve / snake / eve exits the GARDEN to go and find them for HERSELF.
ind. priv. kate fuller of el rey network's from dusk till dawn: the series. as told by duchess. est april 4th 2017.
the casual tone the girl uses calms gemma perhaps more than it should. she rolls her shoulders and tilts her head , narrowed eyes remaining fixed upon the girl rather than the weapon. she was the more dangerous of the two anyway. chuckle pries it’s way past her lips as the girl speaks. ❛ y'know darlin’ , i’ve been accused of a lot worse shit than that. ❜ those kids were safe at tm , they bore the watchful eyes of more than a dozen people who wanted nothing more than their wellbeing at all times. still , she can’t help but feel herself bristle at the statement , how she raised her children , and her grandchildren , was none of this girl’s business. and besides , she was doing a pretty damn good job of it. one hand folds over the other and she adopts an annoyed stance , leaning back slightly , expression pinched. ❛ those kids are safe here , the biggest threat they’re facing… is YOU. ❜
eyes roll , annoyance flaring. didn’t she have more important things to do than go around threatening people. perhaps if gemma felt more threatened , she would’ve tried to disarm the girl , knock the gun loose and claim it for herself. but as it stood now , this was more of an irritant than anything else. ❛ sweetheart , i don’t have a clue what you’re talking about. if you’ve got a problem with the club , you should take it up with clay. ❜
❝ i don’t doubt you have . ❞ heinous bitch . something about gemma just gets under her skin , she can taste the anger like blood in the back of her throat . kate’s not a violent person , she prefers to keep things clean , keep blood off her hands : but fuck if sometimes she doesn’t want to clock the older woman in the back of the head with a gun . bright red hair is tossed over her shoulder , left hand propped on her hip sternly . gunmetal gleams in the winter sun , still pointing between the eyes of that smug expression . ❝ me . and not , what , the gang wars ? th’ explosions , th’ daily gunfights ? right . their biggest threat is definitely a teenage girl . ❞ listen how ridiculous you sound , gemma ! so ridiculous . ❝ no , no . i don’t think i should . he ain’t gonna listen t’ me . but you? you and i are kinda similar , gem . when we talk , our boys listen . ❞ a step closer , eyes narrowed . ❝ so you’re gonna take it up with clay . ❞