Maea
Blood on my shirt, rose in my hand
Laughing at her exuberance, Maea obliged. Unscrewing the top, she dipped a finger into the glitter and transferred it to a strand of her hair. A quick swipe to either cheekbone used up the rest - though as she tried to dust the excess off her hands she realized that it only spread to both palms. Wonderful - now everything she touched would sparkle. "Is this better?" She offered the jar back to the starchild.
Gratifying though it was to receive such an eager response to the suggestion, watching the young woman gulp down the ice made Maea wince a bit. How was she not getting brain freeze?
"As soon as we've finished the snack," she promised, "so you can eat it in peace. I won't leave without you." Reclining in her chair, Maea took a perverse kind of pleasure in savoring the rest of her cone, knowing how it had to grate on Nova to go so slowly. In the end though, both treats ran out, and Maea finally rose from her seat. "Alright then - let's go. Pick a direction, I'll follow."
[FIN]
Gratifying though it was to receive such an eager response to the suggestion, watching the young woman gulp down the ice made Maea wince a bit. How was she not getting brain freeze?
"As soon as we've finished the snack," she promised, "so you can eat it in peace. I won't leave without you." Reclining in her chair, Maea took a perverse kind of pleasure in savoring the rest of her cone, knowing how it had to grate on Nova to go so slowly. In the end though, both treats ran out, and Maea finally rose from her seat. "Alright then - let's go. Pick a direction, I'll follow."
[FIN]
You're looking at me like you don't know who I am
