03-01-2021, 02:20 PM
She very much loves the way those gemstones eyes of his dance at her, and she is helpless to stop the grin that spills across her dark, delicate mouth. She is certain his mood is contagious though, that there is no point in hiding anything when he can likely see the growing sparkle in her own plain brown eyes the longer they stand like this together, talking. “Yeah you certainly don’t seem like the type. Too boring, no sense of humor at all.” But of course the lightness in her smiling voice and the twinkle in her glowing eyes tell him an entirely different story.
Aureline watches his attention slip from her as his face turns outwards to the things made invisible by this deep darkness. She watches him for a moment, curious to study his searching eyes and the way his expression shifts. She could have done so while he watched her, but there is something quieting and comforting about watching someone without having to mask the expressions of your own face while you do so. It is a vulnerability she is not yet used to.
He speaks again and her gaze tears from where she had been counting the thin bands of gold that race around the tops of his ears. “I don’t know.” She admits, stepping closer until she can feel a warmth radiating from him that puts her subconsciously at ease for the way it reminds her of her father’s own sun mimicry. “I haven’t met one yet.” She falls quiet again, and now her face is made bare by the unraveling thoughts like threads come undone. Her brow furrows, her brown eyes as worried as the crease in the corner of her mouth implies. “I don’t understand why they’re here at all, or where they came from. Or why the sun is gone.”
It’s like he has loosened a band around her chest and now all these buried worries come spilling out. “What do you think will happen if the sun never comes back. Will we all be forced to leave and try to find somewhere safe? Is there even anywhere else to go?” She blinks, suddenly remembering herself, and a quiet falls over her as she glances sidelong at the dark cerulean boy beside her. “But um, yeah. They probably are bald and slobbering.”
Aureline watches his attention slip from her as his face turns outwards to the things made invisible by this deep darkness. She watches him for a moment, curious to study his searching eyes and the way his expression shifts. She could have done so while he watched her, but there is something quieting and comforting about watching someone without having to mask the expressions of your own face while you do so. It is a vulnerability she is not yet used to.
He speaks again and her gaze tears from where she had been counting the thin bands of gold that race around the tops of his ears. “I don’t know.” She admits, stepping closer until she can feel a warmth radiating from him that puts her subconsciously at ease for the way it reminds her of her father’s own sun mimicry. “I haven’t met one yet.” She falls quiet again, and now her face is made bare by the unraveling thoughts like threads come undone. Her brow furrows, her brown eyes as worried as the crease in the corner of her mouth implies. “I don’t understand why they’re here at all, or where they came from. Or why the sun is gone.”
It’s like he has loosened a band around her chest and now all these buried worries come spilling out. “What do you think will happen if the sun never comes back. Will we all be forced to leave and try to find somewhere safe? Is there even anywhere else to go?” She blinks, suddenly remembering herself, and a quiet falls over her as she glances sidelong at the dark cerulean boy beside her. “But um, yeah. They probably are bald and slobbering.”
aureline
dear wilderness, be at your best
her armor is thin as the fabric of her dress
@[Laurelin]