[ The hand upon her shoulder is met with a shift of her eyes that way, Maleficent unaccustomed to being touched by— well, anyone. Even for Aurora; physical gestures are still quite new between them, shy hugs and brushes of fingers against cheeks. Maleficent is not used to such things.
But she allows it, standing where she is and letting her eyes settle on the bartender that the other woman is addressing. A little gang-up of sorts is happening, and she's quite fine to stand alongside the blonde, assist her on her mission — but then suddenly she says the word Mal, and Maleficent: Mistress of Evil™ looks suitably surprised, her usually cool features shifting into shock.
M a l.
The fey looks completely away from the man again, sharp eyes resting on her present company, the one who has just seemingly given her a petname out of the blue. Surely she misheard, sharp brows lifting. ]
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But she allows it, standing where she is and letting her eyes settle on the bartender that the other woman is addressing. A little gang-up of sorts is happening, and she's quite fine to stand alongside the blonde, assist her on her mission — but then suddenly she says the word Mal, and Maleficent: Mistress of Evil™ looks suitably surprised, her usually cool features shifting into shock.
M a l.
The fey looks completely away from the man again, sharp eyes resting on her present company, the one who has just seemingly given her a petname out of the blue. Surely she misheard, sharp brows lifting. ]
What did you just refer to me as?