if you try and chase the sun you're never gonna catch it
Vesper lets the first laugh scrape out low in his chest, dry as the dust curling across the streets, before tipping his head in mock apology. "Hard to find the time, what with chasin’ down void unicorns and what not. Though if you want to sit up all night with me, I'd not say not to the company." It’s thrown out like an afterthought, though his grin shifts warmer for a flicker, catching on her mention of Nova and dissolving into a snort that drags his shoulders. "Gods,I bet she’d love bein’ hog-tied, just so she could show off all the ways she could get loose again." The image comes laced with amusement, though there’s no mistaking the truth in it.
Colt's thoughts still run at a quiet churn underneath, full of push and pull, weighing him against the safe harbour of distance. He can feel the exact shape of her skepticism about the fountain, the way she’s already hedging against missing him, the lightness she tries to braid through the heavy. It’s not the first time someone’s carried him in mind like that, but the depth is different—his sisters’ affection is its own anchor, steady and rooted—while Colt’s is restless, vivid, already sketching coastlines and back alleys and the curve of a night tangled close. She tucks those visions away before they can stand too long in the light, but they’ve already brushed his awareness like warm surf against his ankles.
When she says she’d wondered why he was hard to find, he gives an easy nod. "Came with my sisters, left almost right off." There’s a faint twist of his mouth before he adds, "Thought I’d seen both those sleazy dragoons sniffin’ around them." It’s tossed out casual, but the fact that he'd left them behind in the company of Koa and Kaisel is telling enough.
Her question at the end brings his head to a slow shake, the movement unhurried, almost certain, though it runs entirely counter to the coil he instinctively feels with the brush of her thoughts. "Nah. I near-exclusively come to King’s End hopin’ to find you." His gaze holds hers, steady, not letting the thought wander off before it lands. "Today’s no exception."
Colt's thoughts still run at a quiet churn underneath, full of push and pull, weighing him against the safe harbour of distance. He can feel the exact shape of her skepticism about the fountain, the way she’s already hedging against missing him, the lightness she tries to braid through the heavy. It’s not the first time someone’s carried him in mind like that, but the depth is different—his sisters’ affection is its own anchor, steady and rooted—while Colt’s is restless, vivid, already sketching coastlines and back alleys and the curve of a night tangled close. She tucks those visions away before they can stand too long in the light, but they’ve already brushed his awareness like warm surf against his ankles.
When she says she’d wondered why he was hard to find, he gives an easy nod. "Came with my sisters, left almost right off." There’s a faint twist of his mouth before he adds, "Thought I’d seen both those sleazy dragoons sniffin’ around them." It’s tossed out casual, but the fact that he'd left them behind in the company of Koa and Kaisel is telling enough.
Her question at the end brings his head to a slow shake, the movement unhurried, almost certain, though it runs entirely counter to the coil he instinctively feels with the brush of her thoughts. "Nah. I near-exclusively come to King’s End hopin’ to find you." His gaze holds hers, steady, not letting the thought wander off before it lands. "Today’s no exception."
And now it's turning out to be the worst of my bad habits
☆ 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.
