why icarus thought he'd find his place a little higher
Vesper at her side makes for easy work – the two of them working perfectly in tandem even as she takes a moment or two to offer her own additions to the party in terms of its threats and jokes. Of course, though, her distraction comes in the form of her brother’s voice, snaking out toward a particular firestorm of a man that Caly seems to register as walking kaleidoscope from her and her brother’s previous conversations, and she feels relatively satisfied that she’s correct in assuming that this is the Mateo.
The drink is crafted easily and slid toward her, and she snags it to offer a finishing touch of a garnish before she’s handing it to Mateo with a brilliant sunny grin. “I’ve already come equipped with the gold, so ‘m good on the rethinkin’.” She teases both her brother and Mateo, tipping her chin toward him as the drink is slid toward him before her eyes catch sight of a new, unfamiliar man who meets her gaze, dressed in his own interpretation of Flora.
“C’mere babe, what’re ya lookin’ for?” She asks, beckoning Kaisel over with her sunshine smile and golden charm, rinsing out the mixing tins to start anew.
The drink is crafted easily and slid toward her, and she snags it to offer a finishing touch of a garnish before she’s handing it to Mateo with a brilliant sunny grin. “I’ve already come equipped with the gold, so ‘m good on the rethinkin’.” She teases both her brother and Mateo, tipping her chin toward him as the drink is slid toward him before her eyes catch sight of a new, unfamiliar man who meets her gaze, dressed in his own interpretation of Flora.
“C’mere babe, what’re ya lookin’ for?” She asks, beckoning Kaisel over with her sunshine smile and golden charm, rinsing out the mixing tins to start anew.
Calypso
it's curious, the flame of the fire
