01-25-2021, 06:17 PM
She is distracted watching the sparks climb from his hair and lift into the night. They look like castaway stars all etched in blue and white, and she cannot help but wonder where they will go once they are gone from here. Or if it hurts when they leave him, if they feel like anything at all. She is about to ask as much when he smiles and laughs and her brown eyes are drawn immediately back to his face.
Instantly she is reminded of how handsome he is, even more so with that smile and the way the laughter changes his eyes into something momentarily softer. “I imagine it would be way more dangerous if monsters were beautiful.” She points out, but there is a smile on her own face now, and when she takes a little step closer the blue of his glow illuminates the white sun marking on her forehead. “I probably wouldn’t have stopped if you were a bald, slobbering, eyeless beast. But, if they looked like you, they’d never have to chase down their prey. It would just come to them.”
The thought is admittedly super unsettling the more she considers it, and a shudder of distaste ripples down her spine with an audible, “Ugh.”
But then he speaks again, and she is both delighted by his mischievous smile and wary of the name he shares with her. “Laurelin? Really?” She very much wants to be delighted by the similarities, but she cannot help but wonder at the coincidence of it. “Is it really or are you just teasing me?” She is uncharacteristically unsure in that moment, her hopeful eyes softening as she searches his face for any signs of hidden malice. But she can find nothing beyond the grin, and when she speaks again, she is beaming softly at him. “Wow, Laurelin is a really good name. It has all the best letters.”
Instantly she is reminded of how handsome he is, even more so with that smile and the way the laughter changes his eyes into something momentarily softer. “I imagine it would be way more dangerous if monsters were beautiful.” She points out, but there is a smile on her own face now, and when she takes a little step closer the blue of his glow illuminates the white sun marking on her forehead. “I probably wouldn’t have stopped if you were a bald, slobbering, eyeless beast. But, if they looked like you, they’d never have to chase down their prey. It would just come to them.”
The thought is admittedly super unsettling the more she considers it, and a shudder of distaste ripples down her spine with an audible, “Ugh.”
But then he speaks again, and she is both delighted by his mischievous smile and wary of the name he shares with her. “Laurelin? Really?” She very much wants to be delighted by the similarities, but she cannot help but wonder at the coincidence of it. “Is it really or are you just teasing me?” She is uncharacteristically unsure in that moment, her hopeful eyes softening as she searches his face for any signs of hidden malice. But she can find nothing beyond the grin, and when she speaks again, she is beaming softly at him. “Wow, Laurelin is a really good name. It has all the best letters.”
aureline
dear wilderness, be at your best
her armor is thin as the fabric of her dress
@[Laurelin]