JACE
The silence was welcome, and he ate his stew in peace. For the most part. He could of course hear the whispers- some had already caught word of his mysterious reappearance, some merely wondered how two pretty strangers wound up in a place like Halo. Most would have been uncomfortable under such scrutiny from strangers, but doing so would require one to care what others thought, and Jace was far too lazy to get worked up about such trivial matters.
But one fellow seemed bold enough to approach. "Well now, can't say as I've seen such a pretty face around these parts, Miss. What brings you out here? Lookin' for company?" he slurred, breath thick with whiskey.
The man reached out, as if to grab Beatrix, but in a flash, Jace had caught his wrist, holding it in a firm grip. But it wasn't the strength of the hold that made the man stare at him in horror. It was the cold. Icy, unnatural, Jace's goddess-given aura creeped through his hand and into the man's arm - not causing harm but clearly distress. No one wanted to be on the wrong side of the Eirachi's most recent ward.
"Touch my sister, and I will break your arm." Jace said softly, almost disinterested, as if discussing the weather. He released his hold and the man took a few quick steps back, mumbling apologies.
But one fellow seemed bold enough to approach. "Well now, can't say as I've seen such a pretty face around these parts, Miss. What brings you out here? Lookin' for company?" he slurred, breath thick with whiskey.
The man reached out, as if to grab Beatrix, but in a flash, Jace had caught his wrist, holding it in a firm grip. But it wasn't the strength of the hold that made the man stare at him in horror. It was the cold. Icy, unnatural, Jace's goddess-given aura creeped through his hand and into the man's arm - not causing harm but clearly distress. No one wanted to be on the wrong side of the Eirachi's most recent ward.
"Touch my sister, and I will break your arm." Jace said softly, almost disinterested, as if discussing the weather. He released his hold and the man took a few quick steps back, mumbling apologies.
Love is fake.
Just ask my parents.
