Siren's Summit
Like flame she was constantly shifting. Swaying and moving, filled with spontaneous crackles. She grew and shrank, smoldered, smoked. Roared! Unpredictable, but constant in one thing. She was dangerous. He did not comment when she spoke. Merely giving a nod to show that he had heard and acknowledged her words. What more was to be said? He could make some sort of smart remark, but why waste the breath? He didn't much feel like jabbing at her for being beaten down by the world. If she inquired more into his thoughts, he would answer. Never one to truly try and hide anything. It wasn't his fault you never asked.
The ever shifting fire moved. She took notice of his distance and was soon closing the gap. He watched her with an ever calm expression. Ever watchful. She appeared innocent, but looks were so deceiving. She was a picture of an angel. Worn down and fallen, but still beautiful. But her angelic being stopped at the skin. She was a volatile being. Though somehow he didn't feel unsure. Yes, she was dangerous in every shape and form. But she was an honest danger in many ways. She was her. Aurelia. Pure and simple. For this he felt a degree of comfort. Not trust. For he never truly trusted another so easily. But he was not so unsettled by her that he felt the need to back off. Course he had never been the kind to back down. It was why he was so badly hurt in the first place.
He just watched her come closer, his head turning to give her his full attention. Her eyes were alluring, tempting. He knew many would have fallen for this. But he remained unmoved. K'yarie had trained him well against the advances of a woman. She came ever closer. He remained, an unshaken statue. Though his regard for her was not cold. He was not calloused as she approached. Though many would easily overlook the subtle light in his eyes. He was seeing her not as an object to be won, or a thing to be feared. Caution, curiosity, and a spark of acceptance for who she was. It was rather amusing, how she was testing him. Baiting him to see if he would step back or try to take advantage.
Then she spoke. And a ghost of a smile touched his lips. He did not reply immediately. he never did. Always one toe ponder what another said for a moment before speaking. Not because he was fretting about what would most impress the other. But because he wished to analyze the words and formulate his own, honest answer. Purely flavored with his character. "Did you desire to have another so close, until now?" He started, answering her question with a question of his own. Her mood had said otherwise. "You are not the kind to approach without caution, Aurelia." He let her name rolled off of his tongue. "You shift and change like a forest fire, with the heat and fury to match. One does not have to fear the fire to know to respect a being such as yourself. To know to give you space when you need it, and closeness when you desire."
His gaze had drifted to the waters once more, before returning to meet her's. If she attacked him now he would be ready to react. Though now her fire would be a pesky thing to face if the rain did not prove to damper it and its heat. Water streamed down his body, flowing over muscle and flesh before mixing with the tinges of blood that leaked from reopened wounds. He was still battered from his own fight and truly hoped that she wouldn't ruin their reunion with an explosion of hostility.
talk talk talk talk
The ever shifting fire moved. She took notice of his distance and was soon closing the gap. He watched her with an ever calm expression. Ever watchful. She appeared innocent, but looks were so deceiving. She was a picture of an angel. Worn down and fallen, but still beautiful. But her angelic being stopped at the skin. She was a volatile being. Though somehow he didn't feel unsure. Yes, she was dangerous in every shape and form. But she was an honest danger in many ways. She was her. Aurelia. Pure and simple. For this he felt a degree of comfort. Not trust. For he never truly trusted another so easily. But he was not so unsettled by her that he felt the need to back off. Course he had never been the kind to back down. It was why he was so badly hurt in the first place.
He just watched her come closer, his head turning to give her his full attention. Her eyes were alluring, tempting. He knew many would have fallen for this. But he remained unmoved. K'yarie had trained him well against the advances of a woman. She came ever closer. He remained, an unshaken statue. Though his regard for her was not cold. He was not calloused as she approached. Though many would easily overlook the subtle light in his eyes. He was seeing her not as an object to be won, or a thing to be feared. Caution, curiosity, and a spark of acceptance for who she was. It was rather amusing, how she was testing him. Baiting him to see if he would step back or try to take advantage.
Then she spoke. And a ghost of a smile touched his lips. He did not reply immediately. he never did. Always one toe ponder what another said for a moment before speaking. Not because he was fretting about what would most impress the other. But because he wished to analyze the words and formulate his own, honest answer. Purely flavored with his character. "Did you desire to have another so close, until now?" He started, answering her question with a question of his own. Her mood had said otherwise. "You are not the kind to approach without caution, Aurelia." He let her name rolled off of his tongue. "You shift and change like a forest fire, with the heat and fury to match. One does not have to fear the fire to know to respect a being such as yourself. To know to give you space when you need it, and closeness when you desire."
His gaze had drifted to the waters once more, before returning to meet her's. If she attacked him now he would be ready to react. Though now her fire would be a pesky thing to face if the rain did not prove to damper it and its heat. Water streamed down his body, flowing over muscle and flesh before mixing with the tinges of blood that leaked from reopened wounds. He was still battered from his own fight and truly hoped that she wouldn't ruin their reunion with an explosion of hostility.
talk talk talk talk
Watcher
I'm sorry if you don't like my honest.
But to be fair,
I don't like your lies.
But to be fair,
I don't like your lies.
@Aurelia
You have my permission to use magic/force against Ru.
Maiming and killing is not allowed. You can always message me if you're not sure about anything/want to plot something out. =D
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Maiming and killing is not allowed. You can always message me if you're not sure about anything/want to plot something out. =D
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