Stavanger Bay Cause when the train wreck comes gonna leave them out

LMAO i love it

sandpiper's flinty gaze only hardened as rosalyn came forth with a critical assessment of sandpiper's fighting form. she wanted to immediately reply well your fuckin' face needs some work, but held her tongue -- not out of (deserved) deference for the woman that soundly tanned her hide, but because she knew in her heart she was being childish.

she simmered, trying to reconcile what was right with how she felt. she couldn't see them ever being friends, but raptor and smokestep would both want the two to at least be amicable, and it would do the crew no good to have two constantly warring women in their ranks. sandpiper drew out a resigned sigh, but her features were still clenched by tension. she was an intrepid enough wolf to recognize the peace offering when she saw it, but her defeat still scalded her pride, and she offered her own noncommittal shrug in return.

she couldn't bring herself to say anything - but was that better than saying nothing at all?