Got a bag full of clothes, a bottle of wine. Only say how I feel From the back of my mind
"I did want to sample Molly's, but I need to speak to Mateo about it first, just to make sure I'm not crossing any lines by being there." It was his friend's place of work as much as a place of pleasure, but almost all of the staff would be well known to Mateo as well. "That said, I was planning on returning home after all of this. The Ball seemed as good a time as any to conclude my studies." Not for the first time Everest says this as if he really had just been away on some academic transfer program, rather than literally spending his days in the beds and between the legs of countless strangers.
"No?" Frowning somewhat, Everest again glances down. "I thought it smelled rather sweet." As for it being void-touched, the aviator can only shrug. "I think it might be. I can take it off if it upsets you?" Already in the process of doing just that, the aviator is careful not to let the razor-sharp petals push against his fingers as he pulls it free. Setting it down on a nearby table where the smell and aura could haunt someone else, Ever turns back with an easy smile on his lips and with blue eyes that seem to drink in Isla as if she were a mirage who might otherwise disappear.
"I was hoping you would be here tonight. I thought perhaps if you were, you might do me the honour of dancing with me, and if that went well, that you might let me take you on a date when all of this is done. But—" Holding up one finger, the aviator smiles a touch crookedly. "Before you answer, you should know that I don't know how to dance, and I have never been on a proper date."
"No?" Frowning somewhat, Everest again glances down. "I thought it smelled rather sweet." As for it being void-touched, the aviator can only shrug. "I think it might be. I can take it off if it upsets you?" Already in the process of doing just that, the aviator is careful not to let the razor-sharp petals push against his fingers as he pulls it free. Setting it down on a nearby table where the smell and aura could haunt someone else, Ever turns back with an easy smile on his lips and with blue eyes that seem to drink in Isla as if she were a mirage who might otherwise disappear.
"I was hoping you would be here tonight. I thought perhaps if you were, you might do me the honour of dancing with me, and if that went well, that you might let me take you on a date when all of this is done. But—" Holding up one finger, the aviator smiles a touch crookedly. "Before you answer, you should know that I don't know how to dance, and I have never been on a proper date."
