champagne's for celebrating
thalia <3
Fertile
06-04-2020, 09:07 PM
"Much better than other outcomes," she said agreeably, unable to keep a bit of a smirk off of her face. Her lips curled to reveal sharp, white incisors. There was a tautness in the air between them - as there always was - but Theory was in a gambling mood. She'd won the raid, after all. How tightly could she pull the cord that seemed to bind them together before it snapped? It stretched invisibly between them, vibrating with a queer energy. Theory didn't have a name for this feeling but she wanted to put words to it. Until she could put a label on it, it was a dark and unknowable force to be reckoned with. I figured you'd win. A sharp thrill raced down her spine. Although she'd been confident in her own abilities, knowing that Thalia believed in her strength was a welcome boost to her ego. Yes, of course they'd won. Acere was a lame old man who was indebted to a slaver. There was no question they'd come out on top. Lost in her self-aggrandizing thoughts, Theory looked up to see that Thalia was very, very close to her. It was strange. Her body felt hollow and empty, like she was hungry (ravenously hungry, hadn't eaten in weeks), but she had just eaten this morning. This feeling of longing almost made her sick, especially since she didn't know how to quell it. Theory closed the gap between herself and Thalia, winding herself around the smaller female until they lay coiled, shoulder-to-hip. From above they might look like a yin-yang or an ouroboros, bent on gluttonously eating its own tail until it had its fill. She didn't know it, but she'd already wormed her way into Theory's world as a necessity. Like water or food, she couldn't imagine the months rolling by without indulging in these visits. "We all fared well, but one of Acere's fools attempted a maim on one of my kids," she growled. It had slipped out without meaning, of course. Her "kids" were all of Abaven's youth, even if Desolate had a special place in her heart. "He can't control his own packmates. He's a doddering fool," she blew a hot breath out and laid her chin upon the crown of Thalia's rump, Theo's eyes following the line of the other girl's spine back towards the Abraxas' golden gaze. "I'm glad you knew I'd win. Maybe we ought to spar again sometime." Their bodies were pressed close but she still felt like they needed to be closer. She'd come this far. She'd closed the distance between them in the pool. As the rain continued to fall, Theory wondered if Thalia would make the next move. This was a complicated dance, much more difficult than combat.
"theory speaks!"
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