Theobsidianmagpie - The Obsidian Magpie

lately i’ve been hanging out at Neon Boots, an incredible new bar in Seattle, and I am feeling these neon 80s vibes so much. 

power politics poems, margaret atwood [ID: “my hands don’t reach you” end ID]

“Not gonna lie, that’s way more creative than what I came up. You put thought into it,” She admits smiling.

For the most part, she doesn’t blame the people in the COG. Some of the kindest and hardworking people were in the COG, especially Jean. She rather is against the formation of the government, how it controls everything down to being a part of peoples’ lives more than it needed to be.  There needed to be balanced in order for there to allow true order to exist. Even if it meant causing anti-cog chaos was needed.

Meanwhile, Lucie is holding on dearly, with a fierce determination to win, growling playfully. She holds her ground, and her teeth start leaving indents in the metal.