ardent

hate to see you leave, love to watch you walk away



Thalia

Avalon
Fighter

Advanced Fighter (75)

Intermediate Intellectual (50)

age
8 Years
gender
Female
gems
88
size
Large
build
Heavy
posts
208
player
Nyx

Samhain 2022Statue 1 WorshipPride - AsexualUnderachieverThe Ooze ParticipantVolcano
Christmas 2019
09-20-2020, 01:15 PM
There was always an air of tension between them, even when they were literally laying curled against one another - recalling that particular memory made her feel uncomfortably tingly all over, from the tips of her ears right down to her toes. This evening, though, it seemed like that tension had been jerked away, at least from Theory's end. Thalia didn't feel quite so light. Her friend's presence always made her feel even more self-conscious than usual, and made her inevitably wish there was a way to turn off her brain, or at the very least made it move less rapidly. "Yeah, definitely," Thalia replied a bit too blankly. Thalia had no opinion either way about the woman, nor her children. But any thoughts of the woman who'd held the festival faded away at the speed of light as Theory leaned to touch her cheek, feeling the breath catch audibly in her throat.

She spoke lowly against her ear, the sound so close and so intimate that it made her stomach turn. She wasn't mocking her, was she? There was something uncomfortably light about the way she spoke that made it hard to interpret for Thalia. She always spoke about her God with an air of seriousness that it was hard to imagine Theory poking fun at her, unless she was trying to agitate her, which somehow was hard for her to picture. Their last meeting, aside from the festival, had been.. different. They'd gotten closer than she'd ever gotten to anyone then - in both the physical and emotional sense of the word - and now she wasn't quite sure what to think. It was impossible for her to not analyze every syllable she spoke, and while she desperately wish she knew the inner workings of Theory's mind, she knew such a thing was impossible.

"No," Thalia answered carefully, though instinctively pressed herself closer to Theory. "I know the wolves in these land are... generally nonbelievers." Finding those who could integrate into Aerie was one thing, but finding those who could truly be converted was another entirely. Her mother had been an obvious exception, and she hoped - though she was initially a mortal - that her service to God and the Empire had granted her a place alongside her father, whether they might be now. "I just wanted to.. see what was going on. I was curious." That was a bit of an understatement, but it mostly encompassed her actual reasoning for attending. "Festivals like that aren't really my thing," she explained quietly after a moment. Crowds and games and celebrations didn't do much of anything for her, though observing everyone in the process had definitely made the trip worthwhile. She'd ask why Theory had attended, but it seemed obvious to her, given her status as alpha.