REXANNA
they say the loveliest angels
make the cruelest demons
She sends a feeling of laughter back in response, slipping along the winds and feeling it blossom beneath her wingtips as she listens to him explain. Oh! She hums before embarrassment coats the bond and her head tilts slightly toward him, dark eyes scouting his massive form out in the moonlight soaked night. Gods do I miss tea. The Penumbra tells him, feeling a smile cross between them, as though she’d never think that of him regardless of what occurred between Samuel and Remi.
Regardless of what almost occurred between her and him not that long ago.
It’s her turn to have a slight flush of embarrassment, a feeling of a cough bubbles up before she recovers. Lily’s place, it’s where Bastien’s Church of Safrin used to be. She explains easily at first. Many of us get together for parties. Edrei, Lucas, Lily, Bastien, a few others on occasion. She hums with a bit of laughter and a playful air around the word parties, before she decides to clarify. Let’s just say it’s the only place the Ascended can get it up, so to speak. And she actually laughs at this, a hawks cry flying along the winds.
Her next comment is made more as a joke, but as he takes it somewhat seriously, she finds her gaze drifting from him with thought. She continues on the tangent for a brief moment. We might be a forced to be reckoned with. She ponders, a smile lingering through the bond at the possibilities.
Regardless of what almost occurred between her and him not that long ago.
It’s her turn to have a slight flush of embarrassment, a feeling of a cough bubbles up before she recovers. Lily’s place, it’s where Bastien’s Church of Safrin used to be. She explains easily at first. Many of us get together for parties. Edrei, Lucas, Lily, Bastien, a few others on occasion. She hums with a bit of laughter and a playful air around the word parties, before she decides to clarify. Let’s just say it’s the only place the Ascended can get it up, so to speak. And she actually laughs at this, a hawks cry flying along the winds.
Her next comment is made more as a joke, but as he takes it somewhat seriously, she finds her gaze drifting from him with thought. She continues on the tangent for a brief moment. We might be a forced to be reckoned with. She ponders, a smile lingering through the bond at the possibilities.
your fall was not
an accident
you were chosen
for the damned
