This is a state of grace
This is the worthwhile fight
This is the worthwhile fight
Lyra has seen half-naked men before - she lives in Torchline, after all - but even she is not immune to the effect of a shirtless Noah standing in the waves. Salt and water cling to his skin, shining and glimmering in the sun's harsh rays, somehow managing to highlight muscle in a way that Lyra is quite unprepared for. Still, she dutifully ignores it, careful not to let her eyes linger too long anywhere but his face, lest she be rude to someone she still only knows from one chance meeting.
"Oh, you don't have to tell me - the skyships are miserable this time of year, even when it's not ten thousand degrees out," Lyra says, making a face. "But it is good to see you, now that we can see each other properly."
A wave comes up behind Noah, and before Lyra can warn him, it's crashing over his back and splashing up his shoulders. His hair goes wild, and Lyra giggles as she whirls to face backward so that the wave doesn't blind her. It crests over her shoulders, and when she turns around again, she's in a similar state of disarray, half her hair drenched and the other half dry. She's sure she looks like a half-drowned rat, but that's the beach for you.
"Oh, I wanted to warn you - you might be okay, I guess, if you have a water shift, but there's a rip current nearby. Careful not to get dragged out."
"Oh, you don't have to tell me - the skyships are miserable this time of year, even when it's not ten thousand degrees out," Lyra says, making a face. "But it is good to see you, now that we can see each other properly."
A wave comes up behind Noah, and before Lyra can warn him, it's crashing over his back and splashing up his shoulders. His hair goes wild, and Lyra giggles as she whirls to face backward so that the wave doesn't blind her. It crests over her shoulders, and when she turns around again, she's in a similar state of disarray, half her hair drenched and the other half dry. She's sure she looks like a half-drowned rat, but that's the beach for you.
"Oh, I wanted to warn you - you might be okay, I guess, if you have a water shift, but there's a rip current nearby. Careful not to get dragged out."
Love is a ruthless game
Unless you play it good and right
Unless you play it good and right
Lyra
