VESPER
"Mm," Vesper hums in answer, noncommittal and dry. Feels better is a hell of a phrase—more like feels earned, and even then only because the satisfaction pouring off Thalassa tends to taste better than the bruises are worth. But he doesn't say that. Just gives her a look, all shadowed eyes and crooked grin, and lets her own smugness stretch the moment thin.
Then the fire hits.
Her fist sinks in just above his hip—burning, fast, hard enough to rattle his ribs. The air leaves him in a sharp grunt, pain crackling up his side like dry grass catching flame. But there’s no retreat. Just a flash of teeth and a breathy, laughing snarl that cuts through the heat between them. "Fuckin’ hell, darlin’," he rasps. "Buy a guy a drink first."
And then he’s gone.
Misty-step whisks him out of her immediate reach in a flicker of shadow and heat-distorted air, reappearing behind her with no warning but the curl of intent sharpening in his mind. Shadows lance out to wrap her ankles—not tight, not cruel, but enough to disrupt her balance—and Vesper drives his shoulder forward, low and sudden, aiming to knock her clean off her feet.
Then the fire hits.
Her fist sinks in just above his hip—burning, fast, hard enough to rattle his ribs. The air leaves him in a sharp grunt, pain crackling up his side like dry grass catching flame. But there’s no retreat. Just a flash of teeth and a breathy, laughing snarl that cuts through the heat between them. "Fuckin’ hell, darlin’," he rasps. "Buy a guy a drink first."
And then he’s gone.
Misty-step whisks him out of her immediate reach in a flicker of shadow and heat-distorted air, reappearing behind her with no warning but the curl of intent sharpening in his mind. Shadows lance out to wrap her ankles—not tight, not cruel, but enough to disrupt her balance—and Vesper drives his shoulder forward, low and sudden, aiming to knock her clean off her feet.
Push, shove, a little bruised and battered
oh lord, I ain't coming home with you
oh lord, I ain't coming home with you
☆ 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.
