Tripping

*Jaelle* · (This post was last modified: 02-06-2016, 11:23 AM by Evelyn.)

She was so glad when the brute started to laugh along with her. It must be hard not to though, laughter was so infectious! It was strange how at ease she felt with this stranger now, even though she didn't know anything about him. Maybe it was because he had already been on top of her... Jay snorted at her own dirty joke, finally calming down enough to stand up. Wait, did she already make that joke? Oh well! What a day! She was generally so reserved with strangers, wary of them even. That is why she had assumed that he had been chasing her, now that she thought about it. But she had to admit, he was pretty cute. He was looking at her with those wide blue eyes, his baritone of laughter joining her own. Or it had. They were both somewhat normal now, although Jaelle felt like she was going to get the hiccups from laughing so hard.

When they both discovered that they spoke Italian, there seemed to be an even further connection between them. He insulted her lack of knowledge, t other which she just stuck her tongue out at him, wagging it back and forth. "Hey, it's not the only language I know! I only know a bit of Italian and French, just enough to get by with sloppy words," she said, making fun of her broken speaking as well. Another jingle of laughter left her, tail swaying to the beat of her bells. Or was it the other way around? "But I am totally fluent in Dutch!"

He said it was okay, and then stuttered on the words again. Her brows rose, head tilting to the side to try and follow his gaze. In fact she tried to stick her face directly in his line of view again, very comically leaning over to do so. Her head was at an angle, and she winked her brown eyes at him again. Aww, was he embarrassed by something? Her ears flickered as she smiled at him, she didn't remember saying anything embarrassing. Or was he trying to figure it out? There were so many possibilities! She could think all she wanted, but there would be no answer. Finally he looked back up to her, still looking... oh! Confused! She righted herself, giggling softly at him. "It's okay, I usually don't hit it off with strangers. It's okay to think it's odd, but it's still so wonderful!" Her voice was mystified, a few soft notes leaving her maw as she gave a little hum after her words. It really was amazing, how each encounter could be so different.

He introduced himself as Starling Destruction, and she eyed him thoughtfully. Jay was fond of giving others nicknames, but Star was far too obvious. No, he needed something better. Humming to herself, her eyes roamed around his form once more as she thought. Well, his bag thing -- Oh a bag! -- had flowers on it, and he smelled all earthy. "How about I call you Flower Child?" she suggested, testing the name out loud. "Mmm, not my best nickname. Maybe I will come up with a better one later. But for know, you are Flower Child!" she exclaimed, nodding her head. It was offical! Now, back to that bag! Dancing over to inspect it, she could practically feel the heat pooling off of him as she got closer. Aww, was she getting all flushed cause she was so close? Jay let out a chime of laughter, but did not give him his space. Instead she stuck her nose right into one of the pockets, inhaling a whole bunch of... eww what was that smell? Her head reared back, nose wrinkling. Then, suddenly, a huge sneeze erupted from her body, bells clamoring in alarm. Okay, she wasn't going to do that again... Her bicolored eyes looked to his face as he explained that he was a healer, and needed to carry his herbs. Oh! Turning so that her left side faced him, she showed him her scratches that were all covered in dirt. "Do those need healing, Flower Child?" Oh, her nickname was so much more fitting now! Starling was quick to turn the attention back to her, saying that she had interesting things too. Well of course she did! Her chest puffed out with pride when he asked what was around her neck. "Its called a scarf. I wear it around my neck sometimes, other times I tie it around the base of my tail, or even one of my hind legs." she explained, obvious pride in her voice. She did a little slow spin, bells ringing out softly. "And my bangles, now they are something special! My bells are the best part of all, although I have to take them off if I want to hunt. Can't really stall prey with all that ringing!" she said with a giggle. But that isn't the only reason why they were special. Because of the sound they made, and the fact that she hadn't been able to find them anywhere else, Jaelle believed that there were spirits that lived in her bells. How else could they make that beautiful of a sound? She kept this from Starling though, even though she felt connected to him. They weren't that close, not just yet.

"SPEAK" "SPEAK OTHER LANGUAGE"

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