07-25-2024, 09:02 PM
Though she glanced down at it, Esper didn’t take the offered hand, gloved or not. Her colourless eyes roamed as shamelessly as his, and if a sharp smile ghosted across her morose expression, it was not for what she saw, but what she felt slithering around inside him. Her Push had been transient; he found something else in what he saw to make him uneasy, and in turn she found the reaction pleasing. It was unusual.
“An offence,” she said. The word drew out, a teasing threat, and she didn’t offer any clarity. It no longer mattered what for. Debt was debt, and he identified himself as the party's host; a mantle of responsibility he might come to regret. She caught Roza in the corner of her eye, a silent communication, else simple appreciation for how easily they fit together without cumbersome words. Esper was static, but the other girl rarely stayed in place for long, and certainly not when there was a game to be had.
Voxel pledged himself at their service, a dangerous turn of phrase insofar as Esper was concerned. She would take it entirely literally, because it sounded a lot like permission for, well, anything. Her long fingers flexed, and she ran a nail along her lip in thought.
“Will you pay for it yourself, Voxel Adams, or will you offer up another in your stead?”
“An offence,” she said. The word drew out, a teasing threat, and she didn’t offer any clarity. It no longer mattered what for. Debt was debt, and he identified himself as the party's host; a mantle of responsibility he might come to regret. She caught Roza in the corner of her eye, a silent communication, else simple appreciation for how easily they fit together without cumbersome words. Esper was static, but the other girl rarely stayed in place for long, and certainly not when there was a game to be had.
Voxel pledged himself at their service, a dangerous turn of phrase insofar as Esper was concerned. She would take it entirely literally, because it sounded a lot like permission for, well, anything. Her long fingers flexed, and she ran a nail along her lip in thought.
“Will you pay for it yourself, Voxel Adams, or will you offer up another in your stead?”