08-14-2018, 01:24 PM
Leilan
Demons run,
but count the cost...
but count the cost...
Friendship dies and true love lies
Night will fall and the dark will rise
Night will fall and the dark will rise
He's keeping up appearances.
Sure, he's always done that, in a way, but then it was just the appearance of always being the most annoying guy around, forcing smiles out of the very crabbiest horse around, even if they'd hate him for it. But nowadays, he just pretends to be whole, to be what he was a year or two ago; sure, he's a flirt still, but his reasons behind his actions are way too dark for anyone's liking.
Point is, to those who want him to, he can be charming still. Like Roseen - she wants him to be available, she wants him to be that charming man looking for love. A new love, maybe - he knows he can't give her that, he can only give her the actions of a lover, but never his heart. Still, he will pretend, if that is what she wants. He doesn't know what he wants himself, anyway, so it's better to just comply to what he believes someone else would like to have, to see.
His voice is calm enough when he explains about Ischia, and Roseen seems to fall for his pretend-careless attitude. He does it with years of experience, of course, and although he doesn't feel the particular attraction he should, he is still attracted to her physically - in some twisted kind of way. And heck, if he'd do anything, at least that would distract him, too.
Her voice is rather soft, and he smiles at the sound. It is a good sound. A pure sound, a healing sound. Her look is inviting, and so he goes with the flow, and looks from her to the island. "Well, parrot shit, for one. Don't go that way." he points with his nose to a particular part of the tropical forest. "Although... actually maybe we should. There's a cute little meadow behind it, so, if you can stand the bird poop for a bit and don't mind a little climbing, we could go there. It's quiet, but I don't think you mind?" he looks at her questioningly. Sure, it'd take some washing in the creek nearby, and some climbing to get to that point where the good view is, but he doesn't think that she minds at all. If they can be alone for a while longer.
Because, it seems to him that that would be what she'd like to do, instead of meeting all his fellow Ischian brothers.
Sure, he's always done that, in a way, but then it was just the appearance of always being the most annoying guy around, forcing smiles out of the very crabbiest horse around, even if they'd hate him for it. But nowadays, he just pretends to be whole, to be what he was a year or two ago; sure, he's a flirt still, but his reasons behind his actions are way too dark for anyone's liking.
Point is, to those who want him to, he can be charming still. Like Roseen - she wants him to be available, she wants him to be that charming man looking for love. A new love, maybe - he knows he can't give her that, he can only give her the actions of a lover, but never his heart. Still, he will pretend, if that is what she wants. He doesn't know what he wants himself, anyway, so it's better to just comply to what he believes someone else would like to have, to see.
His voice is calm enough when he explains about Ischia, and Roseen seems to fall for his pretend-careless attitude. He does it with years of experience, of course, and although he doesn't feel the particular attraction he should, he is still attracted to her physically - in some twisted kind of way. And heck, if he'd do anything, at least that would distract him, too.
Her voice is rather soft, and he smiles at the sound. It is a good sound. A pure sound, a healing sound. Her look is inviting, and so he goes with the flow, and looks from her to the island. "Well, parrot shit, for one. Don't go that way." he points with his nose to a particular part of the tropical forest. "Although... actually maybe we should. There's a cute little meadow behind it, so, if you can stand the bird poop for a bit and don't mind a little climbing, we could go there. It's quiet, but I don't think you mind?" he looks at her questioningly. Sure, it'd take some washing in the creek nearby, and some climbing to get to that point where the good view is, but he doesn't think that she minds at all. If they can be alone for a while longer.
Because, it seems to him that that would be what she'd like to do, instead of meeting all his fellow Ischian brothers.
the battle's won, but the child is lost
@[Roseen]
Two things I know I can make: pretty kids, and people mad.
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