i am the mace, the map, the fall and the high
Reave is far from disappointed. Despite her hesitant words, she had followed him into the water, wading deeper until she reaches the edge of the waterfall’s spray, golden skin gleaming wetly. She is almost too bright beneath the sunlight now, and his pupils narrow to slits as he watches her curiously, the ghost of his wicked grin still on the edges of his mouth.
He hadn’t truly imagined the water would change anything. It had been a fun thought, but in truth, it had been designed entirely to entice her away from the woods. A test, to see if she would be willing to do the unexpected. And she had. So Reave is not disappointed because her ability is not truly what had interested him in the first place. No, what lay beneath that, the endless fountain of untapped potential - that is what he had wanted to see more of.
His expressive features shift to something more speculative as he moves from the spray of the waterfall, drifting closer to her. Her question stirs something, and for a long moment, he ponders how to reply. “Yes… and no,” he begins slowly, drawing the words out as he stares at her. Deciding how much she might actually wish to know. “I could disappear, like you did.”
He steps forward, close enough to reach out and touch her now. Then he disappears, a simple twist of her sight, before reaching out to gently touch the bridge of her nose before withdrawing just as swiftly. When he reappears, there is laughter on his tongue and a gleam in his blue eye. “I could be in more than one place.” In a blink, there is another beside him, identical in every way. Then, a moment later, it becomes her, a perfect replica of gleaming gold. “And so much more.” He pauses, eyeing her closely, waiting. “Does that alarm you?”
reave
@[Israfel]