#the payneland 80s bodice ripper au nobody asked for

[dear-lucrow]

WIP word train!

I was tagged by the lovely @emryses and my word is CROWN.

C - Charles looked like he wanted to protest. The face of a boy unwilling to realize his cute little puppy was actually a rabid wolf. But Edwin nodded. Crystal and Edwin did not have a lot in common (other than the thing about flowers and graves). But they did share realistic opinions about the damage Edwin Payne could cause.

R - "Remember when the fucker broke our arm?" Charles pressed his lips together. Suddenly there was the distinct, sickening snap of his own bone in his ear. Rowland looked at him like he knew. "Not gonna lie... was satisfying to break his."

O - One, he was incredibly beautiful. Slight and sleek like a whip, with sharp features, a strong brow and dark hair curling just slightly over his forehead. Two, he wore a pistol at his hip. Which, granted, should have been Charles' first priority.

W - "We played together as children", Edwin corrected. Not outright cold but flat enough to stun. "Several years have passed since then. Years you have spent indulging in all the pleasures London has to offer to a young noble. Years I have spent scrubbing blood off the Hellspawn's deck. You do not know me and I do not know you. So, if you will excuse me, I have business to attend to, my lord."

N - Now, Charles was about 99,9% sure that Gertie - while being perfectly able to see ghosts - was utterly oblivious to the actual nature of the crowd they were serving. For the past decades they had often told him he reminded them of some other young man that used to come by, the similarity was uncanny! They also had told him they used to be big into the LSD-riddled club kid scene of the 80', which probably was explanation enough.

This was so much fun! So I'm no-pressure-tagging @majorlb @tragedy-machine and @hobbitsdoitbetter

Your word will be... GLOVE!