I'm just a cherub riding comets through the night sky
The thoughts rolling off her now—light and sun-warmed and sea-slick—are so different from the cracked-earth ones he’s grown used to wading through. Vesper doesn’t try to pull them closer, doesn’t prod or push, but instead just lets them soak into him like saltwater. For once, he’s not digging for anything; it’s enough just to feel them—the shape of her satisfaction, the way the tide of her relief curls against the inside of his mind like a lullaby hummed through a busted radio.
When she vanishes beneath the surface, he considers—briefly—sending a shadow after her, a little sea-witch tendril to wrap around her ankle and tug her back toward him. But he thinks better of it. Not because she wouldn’t forgive him, but because he'll be damned before he does anything to douse the way she's practically radiating from the inside out.
As she surfaces, her gratitude—frayed, half-shy, and whole—is enough to steal whatever smartass thing he’d been considering saying next. "If you ever suggest this kinda nonsense again," he drawls, tipping his head just enough to let a curtain of water fall from his hair, "I got any number of places I’ll be puttin’ you." His smirk flares wider as she splashes him, more reflex than retaliation, and he ducks the worst of it, one hand shielding his face like he’s under fire.
He shakes his head at the mention of his sisters. "Careful," he warns, voice rich with amusement. "One’s an Attuned, the other’s a hybrid. If they find out I can be a pony, they’re liable to try it themselves. And between us?" His eyes sparkle like the sea itself. "Cleanin' up their hair in the shower is bad enough without addin' in a mane and tail."
Where she floats, he shifts closer—longer-limbed and taller, he’s able to touch the ocean floor with ease. Water laps at the sharp lines of his shoulder, freckles blooming like constellations across his skin. He closes his eyes for a moment, tilting his head to the sky. "There’s just about nothin’ better than this," he says, and for once there’s no twist in the words. No flirtation, no mask. Just truth. “"Swimmin’ in the ocean. Feels like...comin’ home without havin’ to knock."
When she vanishes beneath the surface, he considers—briefly—sending a shadow after her, a little sea-witch tendril to wrap around her ankle and tug her back toward him. But he thinks better of it. Not because she wouldn’t forgive him, but because he'll be damned before he does anything to douse the way she's practically radiating from the inside out.
As she surfaces, her gratitude—frayed, half-shy, and whole—is enough to steal whatever smartass thing he’d been considering saying next. "If you ever suggest this kinda nonsense again," he drawls, tipping his head just enough to let a curtain of water fall from his hair, "I got any number of places I’ll be puttin’ you." His smirk flares wider as she splashes him, more reflex than retaliation, and he ducks the worst of it, one hand shielding his face like he’s under fire.
He shakes his head at the mention of his sisters. "Careful," he warns, voice rich with amusement. "One’s an Attuned, the other’s a hybrid. If they find out I can be a pony, they’re liable to try it themselves. And between us?" His eyes sparkle like the sea itself. "Cleanin' up their hair in the shower is bad enough without addin' in a mane and tail."
Where she floats, he shifts closer—longer-limbed and taller, he’s able to touch the ocean floor with ease. Water laps at the sharp lines of his shoulder, freckles blooming like constellations across his skin. He closes his eyes for a moment, tilting his head to the sky. "There’s just about nothin’ better than this," he says, and for once there’s no twist in the words. No flirtation, no mask. Just truth. “"Swimmin’ in the ocean. Feels like...comin’ home without havin’ to knock."
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.
