(Closed) Deceuer Catch All

[mirshikar]

Who: Asura + Plotted CR
When: Deceuer
Where: Various locations in Aefenglom, the Outer City, and the Wilde.
What: Quest and event threads, along with a healthy dose of clowning. I'm always down for building new CR, so if you'd like a thread starter, feel free to hmu @ the Dec plotting post!
Warnings: Light violence.

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[joies]

Oh, does this mean I should more often? I'm certain I would have little issue doing so.

[Teasing words spoken from the lips of a cheeky grin, yet she seems to melt against him even more so - tail for once still, loosely wrapped around one of his legs. Her blinks becoming slower, very much like a content and sleep cat, yet both eyes - seeing and not - keep their focus on Asura. It is rare, isn't it, to see him without his guard up, without him being tense and alert for any threats that may lurk in and out of view. It's a sight she appreciates, especially with how little she is able to see it.

Though it's not as if she isn't just as relaxed, despite the promise she made - to do something she hasn't done for so long, except in the presence of her dear motley. There is some trepidation there, a faint flutter of worry, yet it's something she can ignore. Persephone knows she can't keep her tendency for secrecy, hiding thoughts and feelings behind sweet smiles and words to direct attention elsewhere.

And she's glad, she can finally part with that decade-long habit, smiling softly as talons trail through her hair, just as her own talons gently twirl raven strands. His assurance never needed to be spoken, but it still brings warmth to her heart all the same, her smile a soft, but impossibly warm, little thing.

Though that question... That's the important question, isn't it? Before she would smile and glide past in, giving a non-answer that only left him with more questions and with her stepping away from the topic. But now, now she goes quiet as she thinks - casting her eyes to the side, as her mind mulls over that question.

There is to be no secrets, she promised that. So the answer that leaves her after another beat of silence is genuine, as her eyes trail pack to his - sunset and crimson locked on sage green. No, she will not hide this time.]

Yes, I would feel the same. You have seen the best and worst of me, Asura. Even when I was broken and wanting to push everything and everyone away, you still accepted me. You wouldn't let me hide away, even as I changed and bled out over the garden.

[No matter what had happened, he had been there. And she is loathe to offer him anything less in return.]