08-26-2021, 05:30 PM
R A D I A N C E
There is a flicker of surprise on her gold-shielded face when Aela actually speaks her response, having been mentally preparing for that unsettling intrusion into her mind, like the last time they encountered one another. It was one of those things Radiance couldn’t ever quite decide how she had felt about it. On the one hand, she was fascinated by it, and she couldn’t help but to wonder what it would be like to have such a gift herself. On the other hand, she did not like anything being used on her that made her feel invaded, which lent an overall feeling of dislike when she thought of it.
“It seems some things have changed since I last saw you,” she offers, her direct way of speaking seeming to sharpen what was actually a curious observation. But there is a smile still on her lips, wispy as the tendril of shadows she controls. She doesn’t really like many others, often finding them tedious and boring, but she does find Aela appealing. She reaches for her with a single ribbon of shadow, as if her darkness might be able to see all the changes better than her own eyes.
It hovers for a moment, suspended near the other mare’s face, before it withdraws and returns to the bed of roiling shadows at her feet. “The light, actually,” she says in response to Aela’s question. “Would you believe that I almost missed it during the eclipse?” She punctuates the question with a laugh and an almost incredulous shake of her head. “Everyone seems different, so I suppose I’m just taking the time to discover what those differences are.”
“It seems some things have changed since I last saw you,” she offers, her direct way of speaking seeming to sharpen what was actually a curious observation. But there is a smile still on her lips, wispy as the tendril of shadows she controls. She doesn’t really like many others, often finding them tedious and boring, but she does find Aela appealing. She reaches for her with a single ribbon of shadow, as if her darkness might be able to see all the changes better than her own eyes.
It hovers for a moment, suspended near the other mare’s face, before it withdraws and returns to the bed of roiling shadows at her feet. “The light, actually,” she says in response to Aela’s question. “Would you believe that I almost missed it during the eclipse?” She punctuates the question with a laugh and an almost incredulous shake of her head. “Everyone seems different, so I suppose I’m just taking the time to discover what those differences are.”
hot and fast and angry as she can be
i walk my days on a wire
i walk my days on a wire
@Aela