[ lyk fer sher. totally immortal? who says stuff like that? why is it suddenly really difficult to form eloquent sentences?
she knows why, but it's still a little embarrassing.
his touch is light, and maybe it's because she's paying so much attention to it, but after a quiet moment someone moves, it's either him or her, but either way it makes that soft touch drag across her wrist just a little bit, just enough to cause a laugh to bubble up. maybe it's nerves, energy built up making her overreact to something that's hardly ticklish, but it doesn't really matter because it happens and then she's pulling her hand back fast, her fingers curling around his. it could have been a sweet gesture, bold and deliberate, but it's not. it's the reaction of someone who was unintentionally tickled and hence has no control over her actions for a brief moment.
so there's that quick laugh, bright and surprised, then she's pressing her mouth shut tight, letting go of his hand a second later. embarrassed. life is embarrassing. both hands end up in her lap like she doesn't trust herself at the moment, cheeks pink. ]
I, um- Wow. [ she huffs another laugh ] There's no way to play that off, is there? Okay. What were we-? Oh. Fire. I mean, yes. We're immortal, reborn from the ashes. Most of the myths are pretty accurate.
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Date: 2017-04-23 02:39 am (UTC)[ lyk fer sher. totally immortal? who says stuff like that? why is it suddenly really difficult to form eloquent sentences?
she knows why, but it's still a little embarrassing.
his touch is light, and maybe it's because she's paying so much attention to it, but after a quiet moment someone moves, it's either him or her, but either way it makes that soft touch drag across her wrist just a little bit, just enough to cause a laugh to bubble up. maybe it's nerves, energy built up making her overreact to something that's hardly ticklish, but it doesn't really matter because it happens and then she's pulling her hand back fast, her fingers curling around his. it could have been a sweet gesture, bold and deliberate, but it's not. it's the reaction of someone who was unintentionally tickled and hence has no control over her actions for a brief moment.
so there's that quick laugh, bright and surprised, then she's pressing her mouth shut tight, letting go of his hand a second later. embarrassed. life is embarrassing. both hands end up in her lap like she doesn't trust herself at the moment, cheeks pink. ]
I, um- Wow. [ she huffs another laugh ] There's no way to play that off, is there? Okay. What were we-? Oh. Fire. I mean, yes. We're immortal, reborn from the ashes. Most of the myths are pretty accurate.