Disclaimer: I don't own Blackbird. Blackbird is (c) of Shilin.
Note: Just adding a few drabbles and prompts as a sad attempt to fatten up this little collection.
"I think a new name for me would be in order."
Blackbird raised an eyebrow and adjusted her instrument more comfortably on her lap. "What makes you say that?"
"Veloce Visrin is such a mouthful." Veloce yawned, lazily sprawled on the grass. "Since we're on the run from the army... I think a new name would suit the situation."
"Like a new Alias?"
"Something that will throw off our trail." Veloce propped herself on her elbows, allowing the sun to bathe her in the light.
"Hmm... what about the name I called you in bed last night?" Blackbird mused as she lazily strummed her zither, making a harmonious tone drift smoothly into the mage's ears.
"NO! Anything but that!"
"Oh, come on! It's alliteration~ rather poetic don't you think?" Blackbird chucked as her finger positioned themselves on the instrument. The assassin opened her mouth, her hands now playing the zither with a rhythm.
"Velooooce, she's my Va------"
The mage's hands were automatically on the assassin's mouth. "Don't you dare say it in public!" Veloce hissed, her once pale face burning with embarrassment and anger.
-FIN-
HINT: Starts with a "V"
