Nova
Here's to alcohol,
She knows he can hear every fluttering thought and flickering doubt, can sense the burden of his words, can feel how she tries her hardest to reconcile the truth he spins with what she wants to believe. Some might think she'd be embarrassed or horrified at being so exposed, but Nova finds comfort in knowing that she doesn't need to speak - that he just knows. It's one of the many benefits of having a telepath brother, being so completely understood without the possibility for miscommunication or awkward words.
And the best part is that he just accepts it. He doesn't tell her she's wrong or overreacting. He doesn't ignore or belittle her feelings. He just absorbs it as fact and helps her through it.
Watching his shadows coalesce into a punching pad, her feet resume a slow swing. She finally releases her shirt sleeve from her fidgety fingers along with a soft breath that whispers into a smile. "I know." Because even if the world turns against her, Nova knows that Vespy will always stand at her defense. The triplets are more than just siblings, they're soul bonded in a way that no one else could understand, that no one else could come between - and if anyone turned against Caly or Vesper, they'd be at the wrong end of her arsenal, facing down the wrath of glitter and chaos.
Nova takes another deep breath before her fist is striking out, snapping with the vicious speed of a viper and the brutal impact of an icy barrier over her knuckles, not holding anything back.
And the best part is that he just accepts it. He doesn't tell her she's wrong or overreacting. He doesn't ignore or belittle her feelings. He just absorbs it as fact and helps her through it.
Watching his shadows coalesce into a punching pad, her feet resume a slow swing. She finally releases her shirt sleeve from her fidgety fingers along with a soft breath that whispers into a smile. "I know." Because even if the world turns against her, Nova knows that Vespy will always stand at her defense. The triplets are more than just siblings, they're soul bonded in a way that no one else could understand, that no one else could come between - and if anyone turned against Caly or Vesper, they'd be at the wrong end of her arsenal, facing down the wrath of glitter and chaos.
Nova takes another deep breath before her fist is striking out, snapping with the vicious speed of a viper and the brutal impact of an icy barrier over her knuckles, not holding anything back.
the rose-colored glasses of life.
