Used to keep it cool, used to be a fool
The concentration bundled tightly in the wrinkles of his face, puckered at the lips and the corners of his eyes, breaks abruptly. "Haunted shuffle?!" he laughs, all attempts at feigned dismay dissolving before they can even stand up. He's aware it's off still, but watching her skip is like witnessing an expert magician. He just can't tell how the fuck the man in the hat knows that's his card even after several times of staring him down while he does it. "That had to be my best one yet!" Spoken like someone aiming for a C in a pass fail class.
"Okay, okay," he says as she begins to prepare, eyes popping back to her feet. "Time to lock in," comes the low oath under his breath, deadfully serious. That she's just as grave about the situation only makes him doubly so, the need to fix this erroneous lack of his education a critical situation at present.
Repeating what she says with more breath than word, Kaisel attempts to follow suit beside Flora as she takes on the mysterious and floating gait of skipping. It doesn't happen at first, the initial strides another symphony of swishing chaos and steps misplaced. Yet, whether from her instruction, repeated efforts, sheer dumb luck, or mostly a combination of all the above, Kaisel finally manages to get a few skips in. A ridiculously fierce burst of excitement erupts down the bond like a scream your heart makes. A swell of triumphant accomplishment comes just behind it, filling any place not already overrun by him. "I DID IT!" he crows, completely derailing the process. He folds against her side with both hands, breaking their elbow chain entirely as he gloms onto her with enough force to send them staggering sideways, momentum scrambling for somewhere to go. Laughing breathlessly, he scoops her clean off the ground for a moment in a jostling squeeze before setting her back down crooked against him.
"Okay, okay," he says as she begins to prepare, eyes popping back to her feet. "Time to lock in," comes the low oath under his breath, deadfully serious. That she's just as grave about the situation only makes him doubly so, the need to fix this erroneous lack of his education a critical situation at present.
Repeating what she says with more breath than word, Kaisel attempts to follow suit beside Flora as she takes on the mysterious and floating gait of skipping. It doesn't happen at first, the initial strides another symphony of swishing chaos and steps misplaced. Yet, whether from her instruction, repeated efforts, sheer dumb luck, or mostly a combination of all the above, Kaisel finally manages to get a few skips in. A ridiculously fierce burst of excitement erupts down the bond like a scream your heart makes. A swell of triumphant accomplishment comes just behind it, filling any place not already overrun by him. "I DID IT!" he crows, completely derailing the process. He folds against her side with both hands, breaking their elbow chain entirely as he gloms onto her with enough force to send them staggering sideways, momentum scrambling for somewhere to go. Laughing breathlessly, he scoops her clean off the ground for a moment in a jostling squeeze before setting her back down crooked against him.
Kaisel
All about the bounce in my step
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
