if you try and chase the sun you're never gonna catch it
Vesper grunts, the sound low in his throat, and nods once as he straightens up from the fountain’s edge. His fingers drift to the bottle tucked into his shirt, checking its weight like it might anchor him to something steadier than what’s coming. "You goin’ to that pool party?" he mutters, half a scoff curling around the words as he recalls Vox's voice in his fucking head. He doesn’t bother disguising the skepticism that laces his tone. "Can’t imagine that goin’ well. Feels like throwin’ dynamite in a bathhouse and callin’ it entertainment."
A breeze kicks up from the sea, and Vesper tilts his head into it, letting the air cool the sweat still clinging at the nape of his neck.
"If I’m worried about anyone when the barrier goes up," he adds, quieter now, s[ay]"it’s Nova. Caly’s got sense, even if she likes to stir the pot—but Nova?" A pause, dry and fond. "She’s got this need to be fuckin’ everywhere at once. Like if she’s not in the middle of the chaos, it might forget she exists."
He flicks a glance sideways, the corner of his mouth curling into something wolfish. "Suppose if I’m gonna learn how to throw a fight without losin’ it, might as well be from the best." His voice carries that familiar low hum, drawl-warm but edged with appreciation.
A breeze kicks up from the sea, and Vesper tilts his head into it, letting the air cool the sweat still clinging at the nape of his neck.
"If I’m worried about anyone when the barrier goes up," he adds, quieter now, s[ay]"it’s Nova. Caly’s got sense, even if she likes to stir the pot—but Nova?" A pause, dry and fond. "She’s got this need to be fuckin’ everywhere at once. Like if she’s not in the middle of the chaos, it might forget she exists."
He flicks a glance sideways, the corner of his mouth curling into something wolfish. "Suppose if I’m gonna learn how to throw a fight without losin’ it, might as well be from the best." His voice carries that familiar low hum, drawl-warm but edged with appreciation.
And now it's turning out to be the worst of my bad habits
☆ 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.
