make me choose: anonymous asked ⟶ warnette or kanej
She pressed the tip beneath her breast, between her ribs, an arrow to her heart. Then a hand gripped her wrist painfully, forcing her to drop the blade. “Not just yet, Inej.” The rasp of stone on stone. Her eyes flew open. Kaz. He bundled her into his arms and leapt down from the crates, landing roughly, his bad leg buckling. She moaned as they hit the ground. 
“Did we win?” 
“I’m here, aren’t I?” He must be running. Her body jounced painfully against his chest with every lurching step. He couldn’t carry her and use his cane. 
“I don’t want to die.” 
“I’ll do my best to make other arrangements for you.” She closed her eyes. “Keep talking, Wraith. Don’t slip away from me.” 
“But it’s what I do best.” He clutched her tighter.

faith/religion for @sixofcrowsnet ⟶ inej ghafa

“We’re alive,“ he said at last.
     "It seems you prayed to the right god.”
“Or traveled with the right people.”
     Inej shrugged. “Who chooses or paths?” He said nothing, and she had to smile. “No sharp retort? No laughing at my Suli proverbs?”
He ran his gloved thumb over the rail. “No.”

make me choose: asked by @azqaban ⟶ “i just want to pretend” or kaz kissing inej’s neck

– her lips parted, whispering his name.

@sixofcrowsnet heist: epilogue

She would have her ship and he would have his city.

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“Oh, and put in an order for a new hat.”

“Please.”

Kaz heaved a sigh as he braced himself for three painful flights of stairs. He looked over his shoulder and said, “Please, my darling Inej, treasure of my heart, won’t you do me the honor of acquiring me a new hat?“

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Inej laughed, her hood falling back from her hair.
      “That’s the laugh,” he murmured, but she was already setting off towards the quay, her feet barely touching the ground.

“You shouldn’t make friends with crows,” he’d told her. 
“Why not?” she asked. 
He’d looked up from his desk to answer, but whatever he’d been about to say had vanished on his tongue. 
[ … ] 
“Why not?” she’d repeated, eyes still closed. 
He said the first thing that popped into his head. “They don’t have any manners.” 
“Neither do you, Kaz.” She’d laughed, and if he could have bottled the sound and gotten drunk on it every night, he would have. It terrified him.

Kaz nodded as if steeling himself, flexed his fingers once more. “Wait,” he said. The burn of his voice was rougher than usual. “Is my tie straight?”
Inej laughed, her hood falling back from her hair.
“That’s the laugh,” he murmured, but she was already setting off towards the quay, her feet barely touching the ground.

Nina glanced from Inej to Kaz and saw they both wore the same expression. Nina knew that look. It came after the shipwreck, when the tide moved against you and the sky had gone dark. It was the first sight of land, the hope of shelter and even salvation that might await you on a distant shore.