like a staring contest

I wanna be touched, be loved

“C’mon V, we ain’t gonna be here too long so we might as well, right?” Comes the sunshine hum of the attuned’s voice, redirecting their path toward this unique little hot springs nestled in the city. She can tell he’s been on edge — she can’t blame him. They both are to an extent, though Caly is doing her utmost diligence of not letting her worry flare enough to ruin any fun that could be had especially when she’d seen the flare of a carnival being set up.

And besides, when they eventually won (there is no other option in her mind), she wants to make sure she’s got an idea of what Stormbreak was like before the Family’s hold crumbled into nonexistence.

So she drags her brother along toward the springs, spinning slightly in her sheer sundress, revealing a rather sparkly golden bathing suit beneath it. “’Sides, I wanted to talk to ya about somethin’.” Knowing what she knows about her brother, she doesn’t elaborate further as she dips her toes into the spring and feels the warmth immediately shoot through her skin with delight while she paints the picture of their newest full blooded sibling in her mind, awash with caution and a twinge of confusion at odds with the golden content that the spring is delightful.

Calypso

I wanna heal, be hugged