I need you like god needs the devil, honey
Vesper watches as Rhiannon approaches, her figure emerging from the dim light with cautious grace. "Hey yourself." The demigod calls back with a nod. His features remain composed—a mix of polite reserve and cool detachment—as he registers her words. He inclines his head in acknowledgment, his voice measured and calm before gesturing toward the empty space beside him. "Have at'ter"" His tone is polite, not warm, yet not unkind—a controlled courtesy reserved for those he doesn't know well.
As she steps closer, Vesper’s telepathy picks up the undercurrents of her thoughts: regret, a hint of lingering self-reproach from past missteps, and a guarded curiosity about the night. He tucks these fleeting images away silently, preferring not to let his knowledge intrude on the surface exchange. Instead, he focuses coconut that continues to sizzle softly next to the bonfire as embers lick away at its cracked surface.
"I suppose nights like these invite company," he observes quietly, his tone retaining that familiar edge of aloof detachment. "What with everyone gettin' ready for LongNight and such." His eyes, cool and watchful beneath his platinum hair, flick briefly to the dancing flames and the slowly transforming coconut, before returning to her.
As she steps closer, Vesper’s telepathy picks up the undercurrents of her thoughts: regret, a hint of lingering self-reproach from past missteps, and a guarded curiosity about the night. He tucks these fleeting images away silently, preferring not to let his knowledge intrude on the surface exchange. Instead, he focuses coconut that continues to sizzle softly next to the bonfire as embers lick away at its cracked surface.
"I suppose nights like these invite company," he observes quietly, his tone retaining that familiar edge of aloof detachment. "What with everyone gettin' ready for LongNight and such." His eyes, cool and watchful beneath his platinum hair, flick briefly to the dancing flames and the slowly transforming coconut, before returning to her.
someday soon this dust's gonna settle
☆ 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.
