Evie
gender nectar sifting
Noah is not the only one who can’t justify too much time spent frolicking, but if anyone needed the break in the first place, it’s the three of them. As Evie collides with Deimos’ broad shoulders, air leaving her in an oomph of noise, she scrambles against slick skin unsuccessfully and plonks into the water over his shoulder with a laugh interrupted only briefly as she is submerged.
Popping back up just in time to hear Noah’s question, the Evergreen pushes her slick hair back and past her shoulders as she wrinkles her nose in habitual, playful scorn at the Sword. “If we didn’t have company I’d take your shorts again for that,” she teases in only half-concealed decibels.
Following Deimos’ lead, the Evergreen wades after him to retrieve her own bucket with a flick of her hand and a tug of magic. Dunking it is easy, and she holds her hand out in silent request for Deimos to help her out, automatically stretching up to kiss the corner of his mouth in thanks. It’s usually difficult to resist on a good day, but when the warmth of relaxation and humor is bright in his eyes, it’s nigh impossible.
Popping back up just in time to hear Noah’s question, the Evergreen pushes her slick hair back and past her shoulders as she wrinkles her nose in habitual, playful scorn at the Sword. “If we didn’t have company I’d take your shorts again for that,” she teases in only half-concealed decibels.
Following Deimos’ lead, the Evergreen wades after him to retrieve her own bucket with a flick of her hand and a tug of magic. Dunking it is easy, and she holds her hand out in silent request for Deimos to help her out, automatically stretching up to kiss the corner of his mouth in thanks. It’s usually difficult to resist on a good day, but when the warmth of relaxation and humor is bright in his eyes, it’s nigh impossible.
Through the grain of gold tripping
