Deimos
Provocations held fast, incensed and kindled within a moment. Gone were haphazard arrays of plaguing memories, the present ease settling amidst the lines of inward scars, and a rogue grin spreading across his face. It could’ve been from the way she simply settled across his lap, closer and closer proximity, the way she’d abandoned the drink and floating confections, or the plan coming to fruition.
Since the Sword was not to be outdone.
Maybe they were both trapped and ensnared and it hardly mattered. By no surprise he attempted to evade, but snaked his free hand around her back anyway. One “shared” notion left him with marshmallow on his nose, jaw upturned and completely unbothered – eyes taking on a hooded denizen; a warning, where she tread dangerously. “This has its merits,” he countered, lifting his mouth upward, teeth aiming to nip and bite at her palm simply for reactions’ sake.
While Air magic lifted her discarded drink from behind, drifting all the while.
Since the Sword was not to be outdone.
Maybe they were both trapped and ensnared and it hardly mattered. By no surprise he attempted to evade, but snaked his free hand around her back anyway. One “shared” notion left him with marshmallow on his nose, jaw upturned and completely unbothered – eyes taking on a hooded denizen; a warning, where she tread dangerously. “This has its merits,” he countered, lifting his mouth upward, teeth aiming to nip and bite at her palm simply for reactions’ sake.
While Air magic lifted her discarded drink from behind, drifting all the while.
it's not the waking, it's the rising
It's the fire it ignites
It's the fire it ignites
