02-26-2023, 01:59 PM
Seven found himself mesmerized by the mirth dancing in Visha’s eyes. Almost as if he could see another pair behind the first staring out at him. It made him want to coax what was hidden to the surface. Like the infamous cat, curiosity had landed him in some unfortunate places in the past, but he was confident he could disarm any dangers that may bubble up. Nor did he consider Visha dangerous, but there was something he wanted to discover about her. In the end, he decided it was the show of naïveté that he found so fresh. In the glittering nightlife of Moscow, it was unheard of. Among the wealthy denizens of the Dominances who dallied in the tempting waters of the underworld, it was downright beautiful. And Seven loved beautiful things.
He was going to tease an answer, but the show began and both their attentions were stolen away. The music was playful and ethereal. The lights played along with the tune, but it was Nox that was clearly the star. Runes danced around his skin. Never had Seven witnessed so artful their design. He watched in awe as blue fluttered atop his hair like fairy lights.
He himself was one of those people that Nox warned the Atharim about, and despite his protest of their existence, he would not reveal so careful a secret at this time.
He was going to tease an answer, but the show began and both their attentions were stolen away. The music was playful and ethereal. The lights played along with the tune, but it was Nox that was clearly the star. Runes danced around his skin. Never had Seven witnessed so artful their design. He watched in awe as blue fluttered atop his hair like fairy lights.
He himself was one of those people that Nox warned the Atharim about, and despite his protest of their existence, he would not reveal so careful a secret at this time.