I'm just a cherub riding comets through the night sky
Vesper’s eyes track his sisters as they arrive, shadow-slick lashes lowering briefly in a lazy blink as Nova practically skips through the heat. He doesn’t need to reach for her thoughts—they flicker bright as sun off the ocean, colourful and loud and unmistakably Nova. Calypso close behind is a softer glow, gold-dipped and sunwarmed, and Vesper nods once in her direction, the glint of his silver rings catching the light as he lifts another bite of shrimp to his mouth.
He’s mid-chew when he senses the approach. Heat coils—not the weather, but something far more pointed—and he doesn’t even turn his head when Mateo ’s fingers graze across his shoulder. His smirk arrives a breath later, slow and indulgent, the constellation freckles across his cheekbone catching sun like scattered stars.
"And here I thought I might catch you shirtless in the waves," he drawls, voice smooth and low enough to slide between the ribs. "Guess we’re both disappointin’ someone." He shifts slightly, making space in the shade beside him, one foot nudging a corner of towel that’s been half-kicked into the sand. A subtle invitation—casual, but deliberate.
"Figured I’d play the part of disinterested observer today. Eat, watch, try not to get dragged into anything involving a beachball or divine intervention.."] His eyes flick briefly to the crowd, then back to Mateo, gaze sharper now, curious. "You come here to relax… or stir up trouble?"
He’s mid-chew when he senses the approach. Heat coils—not the weather, but something far more pointed—and he doesn’t even turn his head when Mateo ’s fingers graze across his shoulder. His smirk arrives a breath later, slow and indulgent, the constellation freckles across his cheekbone catching sun like scattered stars.
"And here I thought I might catch you shirtless in the waves," he drawls, voice smooth and low enough to slide between the ribs. "Guess we’re both disappointin’ someone." He shifts slightly, making space in the shade beside him, one foot nudging a corner of towel that’s been half-kicked into the sand. A subtle invitation—casual, but deliberate.
"Figured I’d play the part of disinterested observer today. Eat, watch, try not to get dragged into anything involving a beachball or divine intervention.."] His eyes flick briefly to the crowd, then back to Mateo, gaze sharper now, curious. "You come here to relax… or stir up trouble?"
VESPER
☆ 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.
