07-22-2020, 07:20 PM
so give me hope in the darkness that I will see the light
'cause oh that gave me such a fright
'cause oh that gave me such a fright
He is aware of the approach, but as the person is very familiar to him, he does not move right away. Leilan’s movement causes the water to ripple and eddy, and the small waves lap against Brennen’s skin like kisses. Magic in the water – the only thing currently allowed to kiss him other than his boy at home. That’s…distracting, at the moment; with so much of his mind devoted to the magic, when Nihlus flits across the remainder, it’s all of Brennen’s attention. He smiles, something in the expression that’s mischievous, not an expression usually found on the magician’s face.
It takes Leilan speaking his name to draw him away from thoughts of trysting with his mate. An ear twitch first, quick and impossibly irritated, but he drags himself away from memories and daydreams and focuses the small portion of his mind not occupied with magic on the dragon. Slowly, he drags his eyes open; they are still gold, but even when he has focused on Leilan it’s clear he’s not really seeing the ‘real’ world; there are wild storms in his eyes instead. “They’ll be waiting a long time.” he murmurs, not arrogant but simply the truth as he knows it, because he is a magician whose element is the uncontainable ocean, and the power he can draw from this body of water is nigh bottomless.
Who else is being threatened? This is a less straight forward question, and he can feel the draw of the magic as strong as the tide and the laughing blue eyes of his lover on top of that, and he has to force his eyes to stay open and his voice is far away. “The children are threatened,” he intones, with a deep frown. Nerine’s children. The North’s children. Wolfbane’s children. Brennen’s children. Brennen has always had an emotional blindspot for children, and this is no different.
It takes Leilan speaking his name to draw him away from thoughts of trysting with his mate. An ear twitch first, quick and impossibly irritated, but he drags himself away from memories and daydreams and focuses the small portion of his mind not occupied with magic on the dragon. Slowly, he drags his eyes open; they are still gold, but even when he has focused on Leilan it’s clear he’s not really seeing the ‘real’ world; there are wild storms in his eyes instead. “They’ll be waiting a long time.” he murmurs, not arrogant but simply the truth as he knows it, because he is a magician whose element is the uncontainable ocean, and the power he can draw from this body of water is nigh bottomless.
Who else is being threatened? This is a less straight forward question, and he can feel the draw of the magic as strong as the tide and the laughing blue eyes of his lover on top of that, and he has to force his eyes to stay open and his voice is far away. “The children are threatened,” he intones, with a deep frown. Nerine’s children. The North’s children. Wolfbane’s children. Brennen’s children. Brennen has always had an emotional blindspot for children, and this is no different.
but I will hold, as long as you like
just promise me we'll be alright
just promise me we'll be alright
BrenneN
@[Leilan]