// I got this feeling, yeah, you know where I'm losing all control //
Much as the heat agreed with the demigod, Vesper was looking forward to experiencing a season with a forecast other than scalding. He knew about them of course, could rattle off their names and associated festivals, but as he'd come to learn the second he stepped down from the stars, knowing' somethin' wasn't the same as experiencin', it. And good gods did the boy like his experiences.
Wearing an unbuttoned soft gray chambray shirt with nothing beneath, the slate gray shorts slung low on the demigod's hips were the quick-drying sort meant for swimming in and then strolling to the bar; convenient, as that's just what he planned on doing. Today, or at least right now Vesper's hair was a dark sandy blonde, though that could change with little more than a thought. With his head low, he strolled along the coastline, blue eyes peeled for shimmery or otherwise opalescent seashells that he might dazzle his sisters with. You might think this would put him at risk of walking straight into someone, chin tucked toward his chest as it was, but as a telepath, it couldn't be closer from the truth. That didn't mean Vesper wasn't up for instigating a bit of a meet cute, such that as he felt the watercolour ripple of Sohalia 's mind nearby, he slightly adjusted his footing in order to set himself on a collision course right for her.
Wearing an unbuttoned soft gray chambray shirt with nothing beneath, the slate gray shorts slung low on the demigod's hips were the quick-drying sort meant for swimming in and then strolling to the bar; convenient, as that's just what he planned on doing. Today, or at least right now Vesper's hair was a dark sandy blonde, though that could change with little more than a thought. With his head low, he strolled along the coastline, blue eyes peeled for shimmery or otherwise opalescent seashells that he might dazzle his sisters with. You might think this would put him at risk of walking straight into someone, chin tucked toward his chest as it was, but as a telepath, it couldn't be closer from the truth. That didn't mean Vesper wasn't up for instigating a bit of a meet cute, such that as he felt the watercolour ripple of Sohalia 's mind nearby, he slightly adjusted his footing in order to set himself on a collision course right for her.
Vesper
//Go ahead and throw your stones, 'cause there's magic in my bones //
☆ has a pale star tattoo beneath his left eye, and freckle-sized constellations move across his skin
☽ hair changes from bleached blonde to brown
☆ telepathic: Sunlit Shadows | The user can read the surface thoughts and emotions of those within a 60ft radius. Control is excellent. Note: "Thoughts and emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
☽ hair changes from bleached blonde to brown
☆ telepathic: Sunlit Shadows | The user can read the surface thoughts and emotions of those within a 60ft radius. Control is excellent. Note: "Thoughts and emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
