Vesper’s grin hooks sideways at Caly’s jab, all crooked teeth and teasing pride. "Well, not all of us have time to be taken out on dates," he drawls, eyes glinting as he flicks a glance her way. "Some of us have to squeeze our fun in between shots and brawls." His fingers tap twice against the bar in a faint rhythm before his gaze slips to Nova, still perched like a queen of chaos on the counter.
"If you see somethin’ you don’t like, you’re free to swivel that glitterin’ head of yours in whatever direction you please," he offers with a smirk, voice lazy with amusement.
But as the ideas roll in, real ones now—colour and glass and sparkle—he pushes off the bar and nods, serious enough beneath the smile. "Stained glass we can order in town," he says, stepping past them with a flick of his hand toward the dust-drenched window Caly had opened. "Upholstery too. I’ll measure the benches and booths today. We’ll get colours that don’t show blood or spilled rum too badly."' Nova’s style may lean toward chaos, but he’s not having floral print on everything. Probably; unless his sister is dead set on it.
He leans in briefly to bump Caly’s shoulder with his own. "You talk to Flora, yeah? ‘Bout the guild. If anyone can charm the Queen into handin’ us a few keys, it’s you."
Then, stretching his arms overhead, his shadows flickering faintly at his heels, he gestures toward the dim hallway. "I’ll clear out the second supply room. Get the bones of that private space set up before the next party hits. Maybe even find a sign to hang on the door so poor Nova doesn’t walk in on somethin’ traumatic." He shoots her a wink over his shoulder.
Round 2: Caly and Nova go into town and place orders for their stained glass, upholstery, and lighting! Vesper will work on clearing out one of the rooms.
"If you see somethin’ you don’t like, you’re free to swivel that glitterin’ head of yours in whatever direction you please," he offers with a smirk, voice lazy with amusement.
But as the ideas roll in, real ones now—colour and glass and sparkle—he pushes off the bar and nods, serious enough beneath the smile. "Stained glass we can order in town," he says, stepping past them with a flick of his hand toward the dust-drenched window Caly had opened. "Upholstery too. I’ll measure the benches and booths today. We’ll get colours that don’t show blood or spilled rum too badly."' Nova’s style may lean toward chaos, but he’s not having floral print on everything. Probably; unless his sister is dead set on it.
He leans in briefly to bump Caly’s shoulder with his own. "You talk to Flora, yeah? ‘Bout the guild. If anyone can charm the Queen into handin’ us a few keys, it’s you."
Then, stretching his arms overhead, his shadows flickering faintly at his heels, he gestures toward the dim hallway. "I’ll clear out the second supply room. Get the bones of that private space set up before the next party hits. Maybe even find a sign to hang on the door so poor Nova doesn’t walk in on somethin’ traumatic." He shoots her a wink over his shoulder.
Round 2: Caly and Nova go into town and place orders for their stained glass, upholstery, and lighting! Vesper will work on clearing out one of the rooms.
I'm pedal to the metal make no mistake, this is my pity party, pity party
& I'm living out of time, eternal heatstroke
& I'm living out of time, eternal heatstroke
☆ 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.
