come real quick & get inside my mind
Nova's thoughts spill through his mind like a kaleidoscope; quick, bright, and loud with mischief. Each image flashes sharp and vivid: overturned flowerpots, tangled lingerie drawers, Flora’s growing outrage while Nova tiptoes away glittering like divine retribution. He can’t help the quiet grin that slips across his face, teeth flashing in the low winter light. "That’s a much better idea," he murmurs, amusement roughening his voice. Then, tipping his head and tapping one gloved finger against the bridge of his nose, he adds, "Maybe y'could get yourself another piercing." No point in being able to be invisible and only have the ability depending on what outfit you wore.
Her thoughts stutter mid-spark, a crackle of affront before her mouth follows suit, and he knows he’s landed the hit before the first snowball flies. The barrage erupts without warning, a storm of white and laughter. He’s still half-laughing when his shield flickers into being—starlight blooming between them—just in time to catch a single, satisfyingly solid snowball while the rest pass through harmlessly.
When the flurry fades, he lowers the shield with a flick of his wrist, a faint trail of frost clinging to its edges as it dissolves. His grin widens, shadow-soft and pleased, one brow arching as he looks at her. "Go on, then," he drawls, voice full of dry warmth. "Make me take it back."
2/4
Her thoughts stutter mid-spark, a crackle of affront before her mouth follows suit, and he knows he’s landed the hit before the first snowball flies. The barrage erupts without warning, a storm of white and laughter. He’s still half-laughing when his shield flickers into being—starlight blooming between them—just in time to catch a single, satisfyingly solid snowball while the rest pass through harmlessly.
When the flurry fades, he lowers the shield with a flick of his wrist, a faint trail of frost clinging to its edges as it dissolves. His grin widens, shadow-soft and pleased, one brow arching as he looks at her. "Go on, then," he drawls, voice full of dry warmth. "Make me take it back."
2/4
☆ 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.
