Let's commit the perfect crime.
Calypso's popsicle is a refreshing bit of lemon sweetness, Nova's blue eyes stretching wide at the sour surprise. It mixes with the lingering honey stuck around her teeth to make a beautiful melody of flavors that feel very much like a kaleidoscope of colors in her mouth. Nodding her head with the most enthusiastic of approvals, she slackens her body like it's taken the prize. There's nothing else to fight or argue out because the combination is "Thooo gooodh."
When her attention shifts to Marcus's approach, the playful exaggeration brightens back into starburst excitement, her waving hand summoning him from the crowd. Before he's reached them, Nova's already telling her sister "Thith ith Marcuth!", giggling when he then echoes the introduction he hadn't heard. Her smiling mouth closes around another bite of frozen goodness, the fellow hybrid stepping just close enough to feel the bit of magic hovering in the air around them, a shimmering mixture of air to cool the sisters.
She looks between Caly and Marcus, letting them get acquainted before joining back in to sing her praises for the treats. "Mhm!" The honey sticks to her teeth, thicker than taffy but so much better - except that when she tries to speak, the words are blunted by the sweet hindrance. Completely unbothered, she pushes the honey around with her tongue, her grin showing off the glob that coats her teeth and roof of her mouth when she says, "Ther're tho many opthinth!"
Then Tanau appears in a ripple of fire. She spares him a curious glance, still humming with delight for her own enjoyment when he fades, taking the worst of the heat with him. Out of sight, out of mind, and Nova turns back to Marcus, blonde hair shifting with the tilt of her head. "Didh you jhoin the guilth yeth?"
When her attention shifts to Marcus's approach, the playful exaggeration brightens back into starburst excitement, her waving hand summoning him from the crowd. Before he's reached them, Nova's already telling her sister "Thith ith Marcuth!", giggling when he then echoes the introduction he hadn't heard. Her smiling mouth closes around another bite of frozen goodness, the fellow hybrid stepping just close enough to feel the bit of magic hovering in the air around them, a shimmering mixture of air to cool the sisters.
She looks between Caly and Marcus, letting them get acquainted before joining back in to sing her praises for the treats. "Mhm!" The honey sticks to her teeth, thicker than taffy but so much better - except that when she tries to speak, the words are blunted by the sweet hindrance. Completely unbothered, she pushes the honey around with her tongue, her grin showing off the glob that coats her teeth and roof of her mouth when she says, "Ther're tho many opthinth!"
Then Tanau appears in a ripple of fire. She spares him a curious glance, still humming with delight for her own enjoyment when he fades, taking the worst of the heat with him. Out of sight, out of mind, and Nova turns back to Marcus, blonde hair shifting with the tilt of her head. "Didh you jhoin the guilth yeth?"
Nova
I'll steal your heart, and you steal mine.
