#c. elizabeth bennet + odessa stone

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“absolutely not. i reserve my worst for those who truly deserve it, and you seem nice enough.” elizabeth grinned. “can’t say my home was so exciting as a desert. we had mostly fields and countryside, lakes if we ever wanted to be near water. the wasteland…sounds much different from my home, or life here. do you miss it?” elizabeth asked, wondering if anyone could miss a place called “the wasteland”.

Dez couldn't help but laugh at the response, "Well now I'm curious how irritating you could get. But I won't ask you to demonstrate. It's too nice out here for all that." She flashed a grin before she looked back towards the beach again, nodding in agreement. "My old town was surrounded by deserts. The Wasteland, we called it. Ain't never seen this much water in my life before I came here."

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elizabeth found herself walking to nowhere in particular anytime she had the tiniest bit of free time. she found that she was drawn to the beach more often than not. there were no beaches close to her hometown, so she took advantage of the scenery when she could. peace was she was seeking, she’d be the last person to willingly disrupt another’s. “believe me, i’d be much more irritating if my intention was to ruin you peace.” elizabeth teased back, enjoying a good bit of banter. “it is rather peaceful out here though, isn’t it? i’ve never been so close to the sea before.”

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Dez leaned against the railing of the dock, the salty breeze tugging at her hair as she watched the waves crash against the edge of the beach. A cigarette dangled lazily from her fingers, its faint ember glowing in the growing twilight. "Guess this is what they call peace," she muttered to no one in particular, though her smirk hinted she didn't quite believe it. The sound of shuffling feet caught her ear, and she tipped her head toward the approaching figure. "Hope you're not here to ruin my quiet," she called out, voice edged with playful warning.