Nothing Left To Fear

*Dexter* · (This post was last modified: 10-14-2013, 08:57 PM by Dexter.)

She was a lively one she was. She knew he was there, whether or not she sense him or heard him he may never know, she spun round easily, light on her toes was the tiny femme, a welcoming smile on her face as he felt her viridescent eyes trail over his body, that small smile staying still as stone on his face.

She was almost a breath of fresh air, the way the energy around her flowed it was almost unlike anything he had ever seen. Cheery she bubbled on about traveling and her goals while doing so, then introduced herself, full name first, then a nickname he could call her. She asked his and he was willing to oblige, tipping his head down to her he flashed gentle ivory daggers to her in the ever fading light.

Dexter... But you can call me Dex... He threw back, an almost playful tone in his voice as his eyes slowly slithered over her form, his pools washing over her small body, admiring the mixture of colors dancing along her coat. Her patterns were momentarily memorizing as his gaze twisted along her, stopping after a brief moment to gaze back at her sparkling green eyes. The quiet type he remained silent, waiting for words from her to grace his ears as he waited patiently.

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