Maea
And time it waits for no one
It heals them when you die
It heals them when you die
He perked up a bit, attention clearly caught, and Maea bit her lip, both glad and sad that she had to give up the idea of arranging it in secret. The revelation that he'd never had a party did shock her though, because even she had been granted one. When she came of age, and turned sixteen.
"Yes, a party," she confirmed. "Something small... with your family, and friends invited. There would be good food, and music, and time spent together. Maybe some games, if you'd want, or we could just hang. Here at the house, or at the boxing ring, or by the beach." That was worth thinking about. Another reason to ask, so she didn't assume things and place things in the wrong locale.
"Maybe someone might bring a present for you, if they had one..." She grew a bit lofty there, trailing off without specifying anything. Wanting to keep something from him at least, even though it might not be too hard to guess that she might be one of those who had something for him.
She brushed soft knuckles down his cheek, able to picture it clearly. Melita would be there, and Loren. Maea too, and Weaver, and whomever else he might want to invite. Ronin perhaps. Remi too, since they clearly were a pair...
"What do you think?" Maea rubbed her cheek gently over his forehead, enjoying the warmth that radiated from him. She needed no blankets with his arms around her, with his fingers stroking her ribs.
"Yes, a party," she confirmed. "Something small... with your family, and friends invited. There would be good food, and music, and time spent together. Maybe some games, if you'd want, or we could just hang. Here at the house, or at the boxing ring, or by the beach." That was worth thinking about. Another reason to ask, so she didn't assume things and place things in the wrong locale.
"Maybe someone might bring a present for you, if they had one..." She grew a bit lofty there, trailing off without specifying anything. Wanting to keep something from him at least, even though it might not be too hard to guess that she might be one of those who had something for him.
She brushed soft knuckles down his cheek, able to picture it clearly. Melita would be there, and Loren. Maea too, and Weaver, and whomever else he might want to invite. Ronin perhaps. Remi too, since they clearly were a pair...
"What do you think?" Maea rubbed her cheek gently over his forehead, enjoying the warmth that radiated from him. She needed no blankets with his arms around her, with his fingers stroking her ribs.
And soon you are forgotten
A whisper within a sigh
A whisper within a sigh
