Colt
She's a runner, she's a lover, always stuck in her ways
Pull her closer, think you know her, now she's turning the page
She gave a warning if it's storming, she'll be gone with the rain
Pull her closer, think you know her, now she's turning the page
She gave a warning if it's storming, she'll be gone with the rain
He hardly needs to explain what he's doing here, in his own refuge, but she nods just the same as he offers it up like a swear he wasn't just trying to peek on her. Not that she's worried he would, she imagines he gets his fill plenty without needing to prowl around some place as vague as here.
She eases slightly, leaning heavily over her hands as she considers the offer. On the one hand, she'd planned on being alone. On the other, alone is a state she's in far too often, and out here with nothing to do but sit, she knows her thoughts will inevitably tangle up around Vesper again. She'd like some relief from all the mental pacing she's been doing, so she offers out a "yeah, actually. Your company is always welcome, Sunjata." Giving up on modesty, she sighs and flops back onto her back, resettling into her previous pose as she tugs her hair free once more.
"There's another towel tucked in the side of the saddle, if you want." She'd packed it in case she needed one to dry off after dipping in the stream, but if it does get to that, she could always request some of his water wicking services now. "You have to be nude too though!" she calls out, in case he thought he could get away with her being the only one. "That way we're on even ground," she asserts, and if he happens to be something nice to look at and talk to, well she could use all the distractions she could get just about now. Speaking of, "is that...an egg?" she wonders, a hand lifting above her eyes as she peers towards a tree by her rock.
She eases slightly, leaning heavily over her hands as she considers the offer. On the one hand, she'd planned on being alone. On the other, alone is a state she's in far too often, and out here with nothing to do but sit, she knows her thoughts will inevitably tangle up around Vesper again. She'd like some relief from all the mental pacing she's been doing, so she offers out a "yeah, actually. Your company is always welcome, Sunjata." Giving up on modesty, she sighs and flops back onto her back, resettling into her previous pose as she tugs her hair free once more.
"There's another towel tucked in the side of the saddle, if you want." She'd packed it in case she needed one to dry off after dipping in the stream, but if it does get to that, she could always request some of his water wicking services now. "You have to be nude too though!" she calls out, in case he thought he could get away with her being the only one. "That way we're on even ground," she asserts, and if he happens to be something nice to look at and talk to, well she could use all the distractions she could get just about now. Speaking of, "is that...an egg?" she wonders, a hand lifting above her eyes as she peers towards a tree by her rock.
When she's in it, she's all in it, ain't no holding her back
When I'm with her, she's a river moving steady and fast
She's afraid of all the ways her heart is broke like glass
When I'm with her, she's a river moving steady and fast
She's afraid of all the ways her heart is broke like glass
Received a Gilded Market wig from Remi that resembles her usual hair and is enchanted to stay on better than most wigs | has a reverse centaur tattoo on her left hand with the legs going down her pointer and middle fingers that looks like this.
