Cordelia
Deimos might not be making such a life for himself anymore, but Cordelia was just now beginning the notions of one with Noah. The thoughts came unbidden. A small cottage in the woods, flowers blooming along the front window, ivy growing up the walls in a swath of green. A fire crackling in the hearth, dinner cooking on the stove, and their latest kill roasting away. It was a simple life. A good life. One that she could see them settling into with ease despite the war looming above them like a axe waiting to drop.
Of course these thoughts are quickly banished by Deimos's teasing. Her cheeks are more than a little pink and she shyly ducked her head as she finishes hanging up the clothes. Cordelia huffed at his accusation, "I did not stare." If she did, she wasn't going to readily admit it. No thank you. Not when he seemed utterly intent on teasing her relentlessly. Even when he sprinkled in the congratulations in between. "And he only kissed me after I-" She caught herself in the middle of her confession, lips pressing together firmly, but the Attuned cleared her throat and pressed on anyway. "I straddled his lap and told him I would go with him wherever he was called."
Of course these thoughts are quickly banished by Deimos's teasing. Her cheeks are more than a little pink and she shyly ducked her head as she finishes hanging up the clothes. Cordelia huffed at his accusation, "I did not stare." If she did, she wasn't going to readily admit it. No thank you. Not when he seemed utterly intent on teasing her relentlessly. Even when he sprinkled in the congratulations in between. "And he only kissed me after I-" She caught herself in the middle of her confession, lips pressing together firmly, but the Attuned cleared her throat and pressed on anyway. "I straddled his lap and told him I would go with him wherever he was called."
Say something, something like you love me
Less you want to move away from the noise of this place
Less you want to move away from the noise of this place
