if you try and chase the sun you're never gonna catch it
The bitterness rolling off Caly sits heavy in his chest, but Vesper only shrugs when she brings up Flora inevitably knowing it’d been them. "It’s a thieves guild," he says, slow and deliberate, as if the word itself ought to be proof enough. His rings click faintly against the glass in his hand as if to punctuate it.
He catches the flicker of discomfort in Caly's thoughts, but lets them slide by without remark, rolling his shoulders like there’s nothing more than the humid Torchline air weighing on them. "Your call," he adds, gaze steady on her. "If you wanna handle him on your own, by all means. Bet you could twist his little heart up in knots an’ let him choke on his own bullshit." The grin that cuts across his mouth is sharp and amused, but there’s no mistaking the promise beneath it—he’d back her, however she chose to play it.
Nova’s ice softens as she hauls their sister into her arms, and Vesper huffs out a laugh, low and short. He lets the moment stand, smirk tugging at his mouth, then flicks his eyes toward the back door that leads into the guild. A thought, dangerous and lingering, but left unspoken for now. Instead, he pours himself another drink, the rum sloshing low and amber, then lets his attention skim their minds for what each of them wanted most. He fills two more glasses accordingly, sliding them across the bar with a flick of his fingers, their weight settling solid on the wood.
~FIN
He catches the flicker of discomfort in Caly's thoughts, but lets them slide by without remark, rolling his shoulders like there’s nothing more than the humid Torchline air weighing on them. "Your call," he adds, gaze steady on her. "If you wanna handle him on your own, by all means. Bet you could twist his little heart up in knots an’ let him choke on his own bullshit." The grin that cuts across his mouth is sharp and amused, but there’s no mistaking the promise beneath it—he’d back her, however she chose to play it.
Nova’s ice softens as she hauls their sister into her arms, and Vesper huffs out a laugh, low and short. He lets the moment stand, smirk tugging at his mouth, then flicks his eyes toward the back door that leads into the guild. A thought, dangerous and lingering, but left unspoken for now. Instead, he pours himself another drink, the rum sloshing low and amber, then lets his attention skim their minds for what each of them wanted most. He fills two more glasses accordingly, sliding them across the bar with a flick of his fingers, their weight settling solid on the wood.
~FIN
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.
