Stronger with every loss,
The prospect of spending time with Jack is enticing. Her head tilts, thinking of the fighting rings and magic lessons, wondering if he'd like a Moppo Polo to join Chrisweeper Columbus. But it doesn't change the fact that Vesper wouldn't be there to enjoy it with them, and despite all the reassurances and playful confidence, Nova can't help the feeling that it won't be the same without him there. This season had been strange enough with his trip, the claims of distance being negligible contradicted in the unknown timeline - the permanence of this change.
She leans into the bush of his shoulders, the pout of her lips shifting from disappointment to concentration, stubborn and determined. What if we ask mom to make it a magic shop? We could be in different regions each day of the week. The thought shines bright, a beacon of hope for keeping their family together, and an ache for having gone so long without seeing their mom. Her eyes look up at him, pure and insistent. Then we could be wherever we want whenever we want. 'We' being the key word.
If they stay together more, she can help protect him from whatever happened with Colt from happening again. Even if she can't stay constantly at his side, her magic is growing stronger and maybe she can make him something...
The thoughts flow through her mind, sewing closed the gaps that hold her fears, using his promise as the needle to guide her threads. It's easier when he's here, when he's wrapped around her, solid and present. When he pulls away, she nearly protests, silenced by the words he says aloud, the vow spoken for all to hear as a binding claim that no one can threaten. She smiles, nodding her head. "Good, because you're stuck with us." Then helps to close the distance again, tightening her grasp like it might fuse them together, a glittery growth that he can't get rid of no matter how hard he tries.
She leans into the bush of his shoulders, the pout of her lips shifting from disappointment to concentration, stubborn and determined. What if we ask mom to make it a magic shop? We could be in different regions each day of the week. The thought shines bright, a beacon of hope for keeping their family together, and an ache for having gone so long without seeing their mom. Her eyes look up at him, pure and insistent. Then we could be wherever we want whenever we want. 'We' being the key word.
If they stay together more, she can help protect him from whatever happened with Colt from happening again. Even if she can't stay constantly at his side, her magic is growing stronger and maybe she can make him something...
The thoughts flow through her mind, sewing closed the gaps that hold her fears, using his promise as the needle to guide her threads. It's easier when he's here, when he's wrapped around her, solid and present. When he pulls away, she nearly protests, silenced by the words he says aloud, the vow spoken for all to hear as a binding claim that no one can threaten. She smiles, nodding her head. "Good, because you're stuck with us." Then helps to close the distance again, tightening her grasp like it might fuse them together, a glittery growth that he can't get rid of no matter how hard he tries.
brighter with every win
Nova
