COLT
Always comes back around to simple things
A song you know from the past coming on
A drink in your glass at the end of the day
A song you know from the past coming on
A drink in your glass at the end of the day
Bubbles rise slowly, decorating the glass in her hand in little, edible sequins. She watches them climb, because that’s an easier thing to focus on than the truth Remi sets loose. She had asked, but she regrets it now, because despite herself, some small part had hoped he’d tell her something new. Not a lie, but a secret she never knew about before. That yes, there is some way to recover yourself, be made whole again, and she just had been doing it wrong all this time. ”Mm,” is all she manages before finishing her glass in one quick motion. ”I hope the shape settles soon.”
Seems either way there might end up being some regret, so in true fashion of how she handles other things in life, she figures she might as well go big, full send it. ”I think there is too,” she adds softly, something firmer finding its place on her expression. A decision made, again maybe, but reaffirmed.
The look he tossed her over his shoulder speaks to a younger man, one who’s more whole, just for a moment. Maybe that’s the secret. To find and grab hold of happiness where you can, enough so that things once considered lost, might just prove to be misplaced. A little buried, a little bent, but still present. Or at least, the negative space of them lets them flash into existence every so often. Colt can’t help the quick laugh in response, one palm held up in surrender. ”Naked dragon it is.”
Something completely easy winds through her now as she watches him glow in a way that has nothing to do with the forges nearby. Her smile stretches out, fond for the sight of someone so changed by love, for the better. ”So really, you two had twins because that was easier than making a decision?” she teases, before repeating the names to herself to ensure she keeps hold of them. ”Carlo and Calan.” Lacking any of his lilt, they still sound pleasant, and she’s pleased with the roll of them on her tongue.
As for the crying, she helpfully (?) points out, ”horses get like that sometimes. Call it buddy sour.” Although these are babies, they might be horses too. ”Are they Attuned?” Even so, she doubts he’d like the way they fix it.
Seems either way there might end up being some regret, so in true fashion of how she handles other things in life, she figures she might as well go big, full send it. ”I think there is too,” she adds softly, something firmer finding its place on her expression. A decision made, again maybe, but reaffirmed.
The look he tossed her over his shoulder speaks to a younger man, one who’s more whole, just for a moment. Maybe that’s the secret. To find and grab hold of happiness where you can, enough so that things once considered lost, might just prove to be misplaced. A little buried, a little bent, but still present. Or at least, the negative space of them lets them flash into existence every so often. Colt can’t help the quick laugh in response, one palm held up in surrender. ”Naked dragon it is.”
Something completely easy winds through her now as she watches him glow in a way that has nothing to do with the forges nearby. Her smile stretches out, fond for the sight of someone so changed by love, for the better. ”So really, you two had twins because that was easier than making a decision?” she teases, before repeating the names to herself to ensure she keeps hold of them. ”Carlo and Calan.” Lacking any of his lilt, they still sound pleasant, and she’s pleased with the roll of them on her tongue.
As for the crying, she helpfully (?) points out, ”horses get like that sometimes. Call it buddy sour.” Although these are babies, they might be horses too. ”Are they Attuned?” Even so, she doubts he’d like the way they fix it.
It's the sound of the rain coming down
It's a call from a friend that you love
All the time you can waste
Trying to chase what you'll never need
It's a call from a friend that you love
All the time you can waste
Trying to chase what you'll never need
Received a Gilded Market wig from Remi that resembles her usual hair and is enchanted to stay on better than most wigs | has a reverse centaur tattoo on her left hand with the legs going down her pointer and middle fingers that looks like this.
