Let's make tonight the weekend, I don't wanna wait
The sweep of undiluted joy that he watches rise and roar through Flora then spills out into the home and everyone within it. It’s exactly what he’d hoped for, and his smile hurts already for it, too wide and too tireless, and the night’s just begun. He steps in to take her for the moment, proximity granting him easy access to this end.
Both hands cradle her cheeks, fingers brushing near her ears as he draws to her like the pull is inescapable, not that he’s trying. ”Happy birthday,” he extends warmly, holding her gaze for a moment before tilting in to press a kiss to her lips like it’s all the punctuation that could ever be needed between them. Pulling away before it borders on indecent, he grins, openly ridiculous, as ever with her especially. ”I sure am glad you were born.” His thumb sweeps across her cheek, a last lingering touch before he releases her to the party and everyone else therein who adores her in some form or another.
Stepping away from the birthday girl, he ends up closer to the outside section in his pursuit of a drink, catching sight of Nikandr he waves. ”NIKI!” his voice accosts the risk of being unheard with impressive force. ”Dude, do I have a story for you!” He pulls away from the bar with two drinks in hand, after seeing the Necromancer had none. He hands him a Blue Torcher, taking an indulgent sip from his own.
say]”So, I had a dream that you and Sunjata for some reason???” It’s a dream so that truly doesn’t matter and he waves it away. ”You guys were in some building, and suddenly out of the blue, YOU DIED!” His eyes widen, serving the tale it’s appropriate effect. ”Except,” his voice lowers. ”You weren’t dead, you were a ghost.”
Both hands cradle her cheeks, fingers brushing near her ears as he draws to her like the pull is inescapable, not that he’s trying. ”Happy birthday,” he extends warmly, holding her gaze for a moment before tilting in to press a kiss to her lips like it’s all the punctuation that could ever be needed between them. Pulling away before it borders on indecent, he grins, openly ridiculous, as ever with her especially. ”I sure am glad you were born.” His thumb sweeps across her cheek, a last lingering touch before he releases her to the party and everyone else therein who adores her in some form or another.
Stepping away from the birthday girl, he ends up closer to the outside section in his pursuit of a drink, catching sight of Nikandr he waves. ”NIKI!” his voice accosts the risk of being unheard with impressive force. ”Dude, do I have a story for you!” He pulls away from the bar with two drinks in hand, after seeing the Necromancer had none. He hands him a Blue Torcher, taking an indulgent sip from his own.
say]”So, I had a dream that you and Sunjata for some reason???” It’s a dream so that truly doesn’t matter and he waves it away. ”You guys were in some building, and suddenly out of the blue, YOU DIED!” His eyes widen, serving the tale it’s appropriate effect. ”Except,” his voice lowers. ”You weren’t dead, you were a ghost.”
Kaisel
Got no reason not to celebrate
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
