02-11-2021, 12:14 AM
i think i'm better on my own but i get so lost in you
He is so at home in the dark, in a way that she has seen few be. She is not afraid of it, not exactly, but she is cautious. She does not trust it; does not trust all that she cannot see. The monsters—she does not know what else to call them—did not seem to be something that fell within the infrared range. They were impossible to detect, and she was beginning to suspect that their own traits were useless against them.
She wonders, though, if that is the case for him.
Wonders if perhaps his shadows at least stood a chance against the magic hidden within this dark.
The fog curls around his legs, clearly drawn there, and she feels a flicker of admiration that borders on envy. She did not mind the gifts she had been born with; it seemed for a woman named Desire to be able to manifest as someone else's. But there was a part of her that would always long for something more, that would want what she could not have.
And if she could not get it for herself, she would simply have to do her best to lure others with such gifts to stay in Pangea.
“Dreadful?” She echoes his statement with a tilt of her head, giving him the option to expand on it, although she doesn’t directly ask. She was curious about what would constitute as ‘dreadful’, but had enough awareness that perhaps this wasn’t a conversation he wanted to have with a stranger.
But mostly, it was because it wasn’t the conversation she wanted to have.
“I was looking for you for a reason,” she continues, her black eyes fixed on the glowing embers of his. “Pangea is without a champion, and I was hoping you would be interested in filling that position.” She pauses for a moment but does not let the question hang for long. “I grew up in Pangea, but I’ve been gone for some time. I know that you’ve been here for a while, though, and I would feel much better with someone that both knows the land and is a proven fighter in the champion position.”
She wonders, though, if that is the case for him.
Wonders if perhaps his shadows at least stood a chance against the magic hidden within this dark.
The fog curls around his legs, clearly drawn there, and she feels a flicker of admiration that borders on envy. She did not mind the gifts she had been born with; it seemed for a woman named Desire to be able to manifest as someone else's. But there was a part of her that would always long for something more, that would want what she could not have.
And if she could not get it for herself, she would simply have to do her best to lure others with such gifts to stay in Pangea.
“Dreadful?” She echoes his statement with a tilt of her head, giving him the option to expand on it, although she doesn’t directly ask. She was curious about what would constitute as ‘dreadful’, but had enough awareness that perhaps this wasn’t a conversation he wanted to have with a stranger.
But mostly, it was because it wasn’t the conversation she wanted to have.
“I was looking for you for a reason,” she continues, her black eyes fixed on the glowing embers of his. “Pangea is without a champion, and I was hoping you would be interested in filling that position.” She pauses for a moment but does not let the question hang for long. “I grew up in Pangea, but I’ve been gone for some time. I know that you’ve been here for a while, though, and I would feel much better with someone that both knows the land and is a proven fighter in the champion position.”
i think i'm better on my own but i'm so obsessed with you
desire
@[jamie]