dark reflections (2/?)
BOY ITS BEEN A WHILE HUH!!!! imrryr was kind enough to commission me for some more of this messy leliana/morrigan noir au!!!!
The front stoop light was on when Leliana arrived, her boots still carrying the slick mix of grease and oil that still covered the streets like a film from the recent rain. It was a perfectly plain door, attached to a perfectly miserable little series of rooms for rent in the heart of Lothering, but Leliana still stopped before she reached the top step.
It was as much for her nerves as it was to finish the rest of her cigarette, a stubborn, fragile part of her still screaming for retreat. A ripple of tension ran through the muscles in her shoulders as she tilted her head back and released a stream of smoke, dropping the cigarette and crushing it beneath her heel.
An automobile roared down the street and disappeared around a corner, and Leliana took that as a sign to swallow her hesitations and get moving, her hand drifting to the breast pocket of her blazer for the tools secreted away there.