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*Laufey* · (This post was last modified: 08-30-2014, 05:24 PM by Laufey.)

She would continue to question his motives and the boy would creep closer. A clattering of rocks behind him would send Laufey's ears flicking back to investigate and momentarily halt his strides towards Siryder. He made no move to look over his shoulder, though, and kept his gaze firmly fixed on the fae. Unless something jumped out to bite him on the ass, the stranger had his full attention. There was something about this whole situation that was setting him on edge. He felt like he was being prepared for something.

Her words drew a teasing smile to his lips. He was slowly realizing that this interaction was a game, although to what end he wasn't sure yet. Whatever the end result was, Laufey was willing to play along. "Maybe," he ventured in silken tones, "I came to take advantage." There. She could take from that what she liked. Laufey, for one, was in it to win it. Whatever 'it' was.

Laufey decided to pick a direction for the game. While he couldn't place her intentions, his were beginning to solidify. Although the details of what he wanted were vague and unfamiliar to him, he knew he craved something, something inexplicable and new. Instinct guided him, pushing and teasing with vague promises that were enough to make him ache; this was the extend of his understanding. The feeling was strong enough to motivate him to push boundaries and it was for this very reason and he once again began to move towards the fae.

His demeanor still teasing, he stilled before her, stopping on the edge of invading her personal space. The boy craved her reaction, was dying to see if she accepted his presence or was made uncomfortable by it.

"Speech"

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