// I got this feeling, yeah, you know where I'm losing all control //
Vesper leans back against the bar, letting the low light catch the glint of his ringed fingers as he taps his glass in a steady, unhurried rhythm, before offering the botanist a wry and conspiratorial look. "A word of warning then—if you see a platinum bombshell blonde comin' your way, you might want to steer clear. Nova has a penchant for glitter, so if you want to avoid that particular sin.." Tilting his head slightly, the demigod lets Mateo's mind fill in the details.
Glancing lazily over his shoulder, the demigod eyes the perpetual twilight within the bar before trying to measure it against the fading light outside. "I gotta say," he drawls, voice smooth and measured, not unlike their rapidly diminishing bottle of whiskey. "I know it was my idea and all, but it’s still a good ten hours ‘til sunrise, and neither one of us is exactly dressed for a swim tonight." He points out, gaze softening as he shrugs, shifting his weight slightly as he leans forward again a touch.
A playful glimmer dances in his ice-blue eyes as he adds, "Not to say I ain't game if you are." The invitation lingers, though the demigod isn't convinced his counterpart will be up for it. Not because he doesn't think Mateo would have any problems shucking his clothes and skinny dipping at midnight, but because the chill in the air and the long walk ahead to reach the pool don't seem to be the sort of bells likely to ring inside the botanist's drenched mind.
Glancing lazily over his shoulder, the demigod eyes the perpetual twilight within the bar before trying to measure it against the fading light outside. "I gotta say," he drawls, voice smooth and measured, not unlike their rapidly diminishing bottle of whiskey. "I know it was my idea and all, but it’s still a good ten hours ‘til sunrise, and neither one of us is exactly dressed for a swim tonight." He points out, gaze softening as he shrugs, shifting his weight slightly as he leans forward again a touch.
A playful glimmer dances in his ice-blue eyes as he adds, "Not to say I ain't game if you are." The invitation lingers, though the demigod isn't convinced his counterpart will be up for it. Not because he doesn't think Mateo would have any problems shucking his clothes and skinny dipping at midnight, but because the chill in the air and the long walk ahead to reach the pool don't seem to be the sort of bells likely to ring inside the botanist's drenched mind.
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.
