Endless Fire
01-03-2016, 12:54 AM
(This post was last modified: 01-03-2016, 12:56 AM by Lillianna.)
Okay, she sort of felt bad.
Sort of. But only because he looked so terrified. She'd lean forward in his face as her lips slid over her teeth again, and her ears would be rammed forward on her head. He'd shout, and she'd identify it as italian - but whatever it was... "No," she said crisply, firmly, green eyes staring at him as she pushed further down with her weight in order to keep the slimmer, weaker male in place. "No, you aren't going anywhere," she added a second later, her voice suprisingly calm for the anger that glittered darkly in her eyes. Strong, sharp - clear and precise.
That cool rigid calmness would break as she leaned forward and nipped his ear - not hard, she'd already bitten him hard enough. But a nip nevertheless. "Really?" she growled under her breath in his ear. "Leaving, disappearing right after a siege like that, no trace to be found? No word, nothing?" Her voice seethed, but it was not a growl - it still, miraculously, held the precise cold that did not match the fire in her green gaze. Her voice would drop to a whisper, "You had me worried sick, Starling," she growled. It was a light growl, a hint of it in the shadow of her voice. She had been afraid that he had been hurt, or almost even worse, had left because of her, because of that fight, that she'd driven him from Abaven.
"Speech"
Sort of. But only because he looked so terrified. She'd lean forward in his face as her lips slid over her teeth again, and her ears would be rammed forward on her head. He'd shout, and she'd identify it as italian - but whatever it was... "No," she said crisply, firmly, green eyes staring at him as she pushed further down with her weight in order to keep the slimmer, weaker male in place. "No, you aren't going anywhere," she added a second later, her voice suprisingly calm for the anger that glittered darkly in her eyes. Strong, sharp - clear and precise.
That cool rigid calmness would break as she leaned forward and nipped his ear - not hard, she'd already bitten him hard enough. But a nip nevertheless. "Really?" she growled under her breath in his ear. "Leaving, disappearing right after a siege like that, no trace to be found? No word, nothing?" Her voice seethed, but it was not a growl - it still, miraculously, held the precise cold that did not match the fire in her green gaze. Her voice would drop to a whisper, "You had me worried sick, Starling," she growled. It was a light growl, a hint of it in the shadow of her voice. She had been afraid that he had been hurt, or almost even worse, had left because of her, because of that fight, that she'd driven him from Abaven.
"Speech"
Note: Lillie has scars over her right eye and down her cheek. She also has scars under her chin and on her jaw. Her tables and art will most likely not reflect this. Unless it is specified otherwise, assume Lillianna is accompanied by her companion.