know i'll stay beside that telephone line
“It sure did.” Caly agrees softly, because Torchline always had that certain sparkle to draw the eye. It’s part of the reason why she loved it so much, that and the sunsets, watching the sky melt into golden red, to fiery orange, to purple and blues.
But that’s not what they’re talking about, and the sunset can only bolster her feelings so much as she explains the issues she has. She can hear the conviction in Flora’s voice, the certainty that she’s positive that it isn’t a bad trait — which it isn’t, but how is she to know that if they both were in danger, that he wouldn’t go to save Flora over herself?
“It was stupid.” A sigh of resignation leaves her, her weight shifting so her hip bumps against the bar top. And while yes, Kai had gone with her that night, it wasn’t before he’d made a point to start something with her, break it off halfway through to go running back to Flora for the dance. That part flares in her mind, too.
Her amber gaze flits to the hand that nudges hers, the young attuned finally opening up to snag the glass of lime and water to take a sip from it, almost feeling as if Flora’s words are coming off more placating than helpful. She wants to believe them, but the events that have lead up thus far keep making her think otherwise.
So she sighs, tucks a few blonde curls behind her ear, leans against the bar back toward Flora with a nod and a small masked smile that curls on her painted lips. “Thanks Flora. I appreciate it.” She still doesn’t believe it entirely, but she can believe Flora’s side. Which means she probably does need to reach out to Kai later and actually talk about it further. "Guess we'll see how it goes when I talk to him next."
But that’s not what they’re talking about, and the sunset can only bolster her feelings so much as she explains the issues she has. She can hear the conviction in Flora’s voice, the certainty that she’s positive that it isn’t a bad trait — which it isn’t, but how is she to know that if they both were in danger, that he wouldn’t go to save Flora over herself?
“It was stupid.” A sigh of resignation leaves her, her weight shifting so her hip bumps against the bar top. And while yes, Kai had gone with her that night, it wasn’t before he’d made a point to start something with her, break it off halfway through to go running back to Flora for the dance. That part flares in her mind, too.
Her amber gaze flits to the hand that nudges hers, the young attuned finally opening up to snag the glass of lime and water to take a sip from it, almost feeling as if Flora’s words are coming off more placating than helpful. She wants to believe them, but the events that have lead up thus far keep making her think otherwise.
So she sighs, tucks a few blonde curls behind her ear, leans against the bar back toward Flora with a nod and a small masked smile that curls on her painted lips. “Thanks Flora. I appreciate it.” She still doesn’t believe it entirely, but she can believe Flora’s side. Which means she probably does need to reach out to Kai later and actually talk about it further. "Guess we'll see how it goes when I talk to him next."
Calypso
and tomorrow we might steal the sun from underneath our eyes
