When no one is around, my dear
You'll find me on my tallest tiptoes
You'll find me on my tallest tiptoes
It wasn’t that Soh didn’t care about Koa and his feelings. She did. It was just that she was done letting her concerns about his feelings dictate her life. She didn’t want to hurt him. On the contrary, she wished him well. She hoped he found happiness. It just wasn’t going to be with her, and she hoped very much that he didn’t interfere with hers any more than he already had.
Every part of her screamed at the injustice of it all. How was it that she had ended things with Koa only to end up in a… whatever this was with his friend? How was it that she had stumbled into something that had made her so happy only a few hours prior only to have it ripped unceremoniously away?
And what had been so special about yesterday that Zavien hadn’t had these qualms then?
Fighting down the myriad emotions threatening to storm her, Soh accepted the offered clothes with a soft, ”Thank you.” As the door clicked shut behind Zavien, Soh stared after him, only to flop back on the bed and stare at the ceiling, holding his clothes possessively to her chest. They smelled like him. Maybe this was all a mistake. Maybe she should just go get dressed, make some excuse, and run.
But wasn’t that what she always did? Shove aside her feelings and lock them away, only for them to turn up in the dead of night to fuel her nightmares? No, she was done running. For better or worse, she would at least see this through. Zavien deserved no less.
Soh took her time getting dressed, figuring that Zavien needed a moment of privacy as much as she did. She padded to the bathroom, where she stared into the mirror, arms braced on either side of the sink. There were a few faint marks on her neck that made her blush, but she did her best to ignore them as she schooled her expression into something pleasant and neutral. Gods, what was she going to do?
The olive green of the shirt Zavien had given her made her think of his eyes. It looked good on her, even if it was so big that it hung loosely on her slender frame. The shorts, too, were big, but she could make them work, and at least it was a comfortable outfit, even if she was missing underwear and a bra. Oh well. It wasn’t anything Zavien hadn’t already seen, anyway.
Steeling herself, she left the bathroom and made her way cautiously out to the living room. Anani, who had apparently been curled up in a ray of morning sun, greeted her with a chiming purr, though the little cloud wyrm glanced towards Zavien and back with something like reproach. Swallowing hard, Soh knelt by her companion, trying to dispel any awkwardness from her movements by focusing on Anani. She scratched her companion under the chin, murmuring a good morning as she did so. She wasn’t quite sure what to do with herself now, though, and watched Zavien from beneath her lashes as she tried to figure out what to say.
Every part of her screamed at the injustice of it all. How was it that she had ended things with Koa only to end up in a… whatever this was with his friend? How was it that she had stumbled into something that had made her so happy only a few hours prior only to have it ripped unceremoniously away?
And what had been so special about yesterday that Zavien hadn’t had these qualms then?
Fighting down the myriad emotions threatening to storm her, Soh accepted the offered clothes with a soft, ”Thank you.” As the door clicked shut behind Zavien, Soh stared after him, only to flop back on the bed and stare at the ceiling, holding his clothes possessively to her chest. They smelled like him. Maybe this was all a mistake. Maybe she should just go get dressed, make some excuse, and run.
But wasn’t that what she always did? Shove aside her feelings and lock them away, only for them to turn up in the dead of night to fuel her nightmares? No, she was done running. For better or worse, she would at least see this through. Zavien deserved no less.
Soh took her time getting dressed, figuring that Zavien needed a moment of privacy as much as she did. She padded to the bathroom, where she stared into the mirror, arms braced on either side of the sink. There were a few faint marks on her neck that made her blush, but she did her best to ignore them as she schooled her expression into something pleasant and neutral. Gods, what was she going to do?
The olive green of the shirt Zavien had given her made her think of his eyes. It looked good on her, even if it was so big that it hung loosely on her slender frame. The shorts, too, were big, but she could make them work, and at least it was a comfortable outfit, even if she was missing underwear and a bra. Oh well. It wasn’t anything Zavien hadn’t already seen, anyway.
Steeling herself, she left the bathroom and made her way cautiously out to the living room. Anani, who had apparently been curled up in a ray of morning sun, greeted her with a chiming purr, though the little cloud wyrm glanced towards Zavien and back with something like reproach. Swallowing hard, Soh knelt by her companion, trying to dispel any awkwardness from her movements by focusing on Anani. She scratched her companion under the chin, murmuring a good morning as she did so. She wasn’t quite sure what to do with herself now, though, and watched Zavien from beneath her lashes as she tried to figure out what to say.
Spinning in my highest heels, love
Shining just for you
Shining just for you
Sohalia
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
