03-11-2019, 09:05 PM
Thalia grinned brightly when he followed without protest, pleased to have guessed correctly. She was expressive in her movements; carefree in the way of the truly oblivious. Nothing self conscious tempered her and she was clearly unconcerned by who might watch, nor whether those gazes contained awe or humour. When the words struck a memory she sang, or giggled when she misstepped. Nox was far more graceful.
It took her while to notice the subtle shift of the lights play about them, but when she did something lit fascinated in her gaze. Her palms upturned like she might capture that magic. It had to be the power, but she’d never seen it used like that.
It reminded her of showering stars.
Several songs later she was grinning breathless. By now the club had begun to fill and heat flushed her skin when she brushed the hair back from her face. She made a gesture that suggested she was headed to get a drink. Was he coming? Did he want one? He had little chance of being able to hear her over the music by now, and the singing left her hoarse anyway. but he’d get the gist.
Business hummed around the bar, though she squeezed herself a space to lean against it, sparing a smile for the person serving though they didn’t pay her much mind. Something of an argument bubbled further down, the hint of raised voices. She leaned, curious, but could barely see.
It took her while to notice the subtle shift of the lights play about them, but when she did something lit fascinated in her gaze. Her palms upturned like she might capture that magic. It had to be the power, but she’d never seen it used like that.
It reminded her of showering stars.
Several songs later she was grinning breathless. By now the club had begun to fill and heat flushed her skin when she brushed the hair back from her face. She made a gesture that suggested she was headed to get a drink. Was he coming? Did he want one? He had little chance of being able to hear her over the music by now, and the singing left her hoarse anyway. but he’d get the gist.
Business hummed around the bar, though she squeezed herself a space to lean against it, sparing a smile for the person serving though they didn’t pay her much mind. Something of an argument bubbled further down, the hint of raised voices. She leaned, curious, but could barely see.