REXANNA
She has nothing but adoration for Hotaru when she feels her brow pinch beneath her cool lips, and she wonders if the two sisters reuniting was fate from the start. Hotaru’s voice is quiet, and Rexanna hums and beams beneath the sound, listening to her accepting the apology and claiming there was nothing she could do to tear Hotaru from her side. And Rexanna quietly wonders if she’s ever heard a more beautiful phrase of words.
But Bastien arrives, and it gets shelved for a later date, her face alight by Bastien’s approach – he clarifies it isn’t the pumpkin yet and she wrinkles her nose slightly before nodding. “You have a way about you.” She comments, winking his way. But she loves that about him, everything in between – the art, the mind, the beautifully accented words she hangs onto for life. And when she introduces her lover to her sister, her gaze slips between her family, as Hotaru comments on the neighbors and Rexanna snorts, before the Valkyrie introduces herself too.
Her eyes slip back to Bastien with a small grin as he comments and chuckles, the Penumbra’s own shoulders rising and falling in a slight shrug. “Oh, whatever do you mean?” She jests with him, a quiet snort leaving her. “They’ll be yours soon enough, too.” She gives him a fanged grin at this, wondering how the man might take to having such a wide attachment via her. But she doesn’t mind it, in fact she loves how fate has seemed to revolve and shift with every passing moment.
But Hotaru has apologized for intruding, and Bastien mentions that it isn’t his home, and she slips to his side to wrap an arm around his waist with a content sigh. “That’s probably an important thing to figure out.” She says easily before stepping up to press a kiss to his cheek, turning her gaze and attention back to Hotaru with another quietly fanged smirk. “But in this home I get the last word.” She teases Bastien, though her eyes are alight with nothing but love and adoration for her family combined under one roof.
“We have much to talk about Hotaru…” She pauses, stepping away from Bastien then to grasp her sister’s arms gently and tenderly, allowing Bastien to do whatever he needed to do with the painting. “I told you Deimos was here, but Kiada is too.” The words are a near whisper as they slip from her lips and she looks to her with a soft smile.
But Bastien arrives, and it gets shelved for a later date, her face alight by Bastien’s approach – he clarifies it isn’t the pumpkin yet and she wrinkles her nose slightly before nodding. “You have a way about you.” She comments, winking his way. But she loves that about him, everything in between – the art, the mind, the beautifully accented words she hangs onto for life. And when she introduces her lover to her sister, her gaze slips between her family, as Hotaru comments on the neighbors and Rexanna snorts, before the Valkyrie introduces herself too.
Her eyes slip back to Bastien with a small grin as he comments and chuckles, the Penumbra’s own shoulders rising and falling in a slight shrug. “Oh, whatever do you mean?” She jests with him, a quiet snort leaving her. “They’ll be yours soon enough, too.” She gives him a fanged grin at this, wondering how the man might take to having such a wide attachment via her. But she doesn’t mind it, in fact she loves how fate has seemed to revolve and shift with every passing moment.
But Hotaru has apologized for intruding, and Bastien mentions that it isn’t his home, and she slips to his side to wrap an arm around his waist with a content sigh. “That’s probably an important thing to figure out.” She says easily before stepping up to press a kiss to his cheek, turning her gaze and attention back to Hotaru with another quietly fanged smirk. “But in this home I get the last word.” She teases Bastien, though her eyes are alight with nothing but love and adoration for her family combined under one roof.
“We have much to talk about Hotaru…” She pauses, stepping away from Bastien then to grasp her sister’s arms gently and tenderly, allowing Bastien to do whatever he needed to do with the painting. “I told you Deimos was here, but Kiada is too.” The words are a near whisper as they slip from her lips and she looks to her with a soft smile.
until the lambs
have become
lions
