06-23-2021, 12:19 PM
As Reave peers at her with wicked blue eyes, he feels as though he has found someone who would share in adventure with him. More, as though she would be a true companion, her delight and wonder feeding his need for more. In so many ways, her discovery of even the things he already knows is nearly as satisfying as the very first time he had discovered it.
The pull of her emotions as they wrap themselves around these new memories is intoxicating. A drug, and he is the addict. But would he know when to stop?
Her lips against the red of his cheek send a shiver down his own spine to match hers. His eyes gleam as delight tugs at the corners of his mouth. He doesn’t move until she does, allowing his touch to linger as she moves away, golden eyes lifting to clash with blue. As she introduces herself, he studies her, placing the syllables of her name into every line of this memory. The moment etching itself into the space they now stand for all eternity. Only those like he would ever see it, but it would be enough.
When he finally does speak, it is to echo her introduction. “I’m Reave.”
Then, abruptly, he surges forward, brushing past her with a toss of his head to indicate she should follow. Stepping from the water, he pauses to look at her, a strange expression on his features. Then, so quickly one could almost believe they imagined it, it clears and he is grinning. Once she has joined him, he turns north and begins walking. Behind them, Rune launches into the sky, disappearing to circle far overhead. Tossing a glance at her, grin still toying with his lips, he asks, “How do you feel about cliffs?” Pause. “And birds?”
The pull of her emotions as they wrap themselves around these new memories is intoxicating. A drug, and he is the addict. But would he know when to stop?
Her lips against the red of his cheek send a shiver down his own spine to match hers. His eyes gleam as delight tugs at the corners of his mouth. He doesn’t move until she does, allowing his touch to linger as she moves away, golden eyes lifting to clash with blue. As she introduces herself, he studies her, placing the syllables of her name into every line of this memory. The moment etching itself into the space they now stand for all eternity. Only those like he would ever see it, but it would be enough.
When he finally does speak, it is to echo her introduction. “I’m Reave.”
Then, abruptly, he surges forward, brushing past her with a toss of his head to indicate she should follow. Stepping from the water, he pauses to look at her, a strange expression on his features. Then, so quickly one could almost believe they imagined it, it clears and he is grinning. Once she has joined him, he turns north and begins walking. Behind them, Rune launches into the sky, disappearing to circle far overhead. Tossing a glance at her, grin still toying with his lips, he asks, “How do you feel about cliffs?” Pause. “And birds?”
@Israfel