come real quick & get inside my mind
Bundled far more sensibly than his sister, Vesper’s coat is buttoned high against his throat, dark wool dusted with frost, collar turned up to hide the lazy curve of a grin. His gloves creak faintly when he slips his hands into his pockets, boots crunching over the snow as he trails a few steps behind her. The maze looms ahead—roses black with winter, thorns catching stray glimmers of light—and her thoughts flit bright and warm against the chill, their colours spilling into his mind like ribbons.
He snickers under his breath, the sound soft enough that it might have been stolen by the wind. "Wouldn’t say no to a flask that always stayed full," he drawls, the suggestion unhurried, eyes glinting as if already picturing it. "Of whatever you pour in last."
When the tiny hats begin to shimmer over Jeff’s head, Vesper chuckles outright, the low sound carrying easily between them. "You plannin’ to give him a whole wardrobe now?" His tone is teasing, but there’s affection woven through it, the kind he rarely bothers to voice directly to anyone who isn't family.
As the spider wiggles beneath the parade of conjured accessories, Vesper lets his gaze linger a moment before flicking back to his sister. "How’s he handlin' the move?" he asks, casual enough to pass for idle talk, but his brow lifts just slightly—subtle, deliberate—because he isn't really asking about the spider.
He snickers under his breath, the sound soft enough that it might have been stolen by the wind. "Wouldn’t say no to a flask that always stayed full," he drawls, the suggestion unhurried, eyes glinting as if already picturing it. "Of whatever you pour in last."
When the tiny hats begin to shimmer over Jeff’s head, Vesper chuckles outright, the low sound carrying easily between them. "You plannin’ to give him a whole wardrobe now?" His tone is teasing, but there’s affection woven through it, the kind he rarely bothers to voice directly to anyone who isn't family.
As the spider wiggles beneath the parade of conjured accessories, Vesper lets his gaze linger a moment before flicking back to his sister. "How’s he handlin' the move?" he asks, casual enough to pass for idle talk, but his brow lifts just slightly—subtle, deliberate—because he isn't really asking about the spider.
☆ 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.
