05-11-2017, 06:25 AM
“Well hello there,” His voice is low and he’s standing just twenty or so feet behind her, grinning, watching. How long had he been there? A while. “Welcome to the River, thirsty stranger,” He slips up to the water’s edge beside her, keeping a respectable distance between their shoulders, he wouldn’t want to scare the poor dear already. When his lips come away from the cool moving water he lets much of the last sip dribble down his chin. His winter coat is bringing on thicker hair and a thin bear forming at the end of his chin. He searches her face to see if maybe he recognizes those eyes, the darkness etching her skin and the paleness of her coat. Nope. Never seen her before. But really, that doesn’t change much of anything now does it? “In the warmer months it’s rather nice to wade in.” His sharp baryl eyes flicker over her sweaty ribcage. “It’s cold at the moment.” He adds this last part in a quieter tone and settles his gaze to level with her own sea-glass stare. c h e m d o g in absentia luci, tenebrae vincunt |
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