He said tricky fingering, which of course left the innuendo about the flute in the dust, and Edy thought that somewhere behind that shampoo-commercial hair and perfect skin was probably the best damn mind she'd met here. Hell, met period. With no act to maintain, Edy's laughter was wild and peeled easily off her lips as she flashed Jigano and mega-watt smile both of amusement as well as appreciation. As one could well imagine, the Edy's of the world were often being told to change, to simmer down, to cut it out. Playful banter might just be that, but for the Launceleyn girl it was like a balm to the chapped parts of her, worn rough by the world trying to slot her into a mold she'd never fit.
Edy continued to wrinkle her nose at the thought. Homophobic she was not, there was just something all together, just...blashahhhhhhhhhh about the thought of sad-eyes and stutter-lips making googly eyes at each other all LongNight. Would they even fuck? Or would they just fucking cuddle and swap stories about when they'd out-niced someone?
Tilting her head to the side as if physically trying to catch his words with her ear, for a moment the teenager silently pondered. "True that." She trilled after a moment, her chin nodding a decided yes of agreement. "Does that mean you've basically given up on ever getting back? Seems like the general consensus is that it'll never happen." She asked with a casual curiosity.
As Jigano entered the 'building', Edy stayed on the street. She thought he was probably just going to have a look around, tell her some bard-ly shit about masonry or something that would sound dull but, knowing Jigano, would end up being cool as tits. The mention of fire however immediately caught her attention, and in swung the teenager with flames already licking at her palms. "Why I thought you'd never ask." She purred with utter delight.
For all her wild ways, Edy's control of the fire was truthfully quite masterful, not just in her ability but also in the fact that, contrary to what one might expect, she did not simply blast the area with flame and hope for the best (much as she might have wanted to). Instead, her assault was calculated and efficient, and the heat from her flames were a welcome side-effect as well.
HNNNNNN shit post sorry >.<
Edy continued to wrinkle her nose at the thought. Homophobic she was not, there was just something all together, just...blashahhhhhhhhhh about the thought of sad-eyes and stutter-lips making googly eyes at each other all LongNight. Would they even fuck? Or would they just fucking cuddle and swap stories about when they'd out-niced someone?
Tilting her head to the side as if physically trying to catch his words with her ear, for a moment the teenager silently pondered. "True that." She trilled after a moment, her chin nodding a decided yes of agreement. "Does that mean you've basically given up on ever getting back? Seems like the general consensus is that it'll never happen." She asked with a casual curiosity.
As Jigano entered the 'building', Edy stayed on the street. She thought he was probably just going to have a look around, tell her some bard-ly shit about masonry or something that would sound dull but, knowing Jigano, would end up being cool as tits. The mention of fire however immediately caught her attention, and in swung the teenager with flames already licking at her palms. "Why I thought you'd never ask." She purred with utter delight.
For all her wild ways, Edy's control of the fire was truthfully quite masterful, not just in her ability but also in the fact that, contrary to what one might expect, she did not simply blast the area with flame and hope for the best (much as she might have wanted to). Instead, her assault was calculated and efficient, and the heat from her flames were a welcome side-effect as well.
HNNNNNN shit post sorry >.<
