09-28-2016, 12:56 PM
A hum of laughter left Oriena's throat. The light swam intoxicating, but nothing reciprocal sprung around the girl. Though for a moment, just a moment, her lips had murmured silently, a draw in her gaze. Oriena's fingers circled the offered glass, cold against her palm. Ice clinked as she pressed a taste of vodka to her lips, but she never looked away from the girl opposite.
Sudden touch sent shivers through her skin, magnified by the waves of power flowing through her. Her gaze turned to meet the person who dared; few would, and even fewer would find the gesture tolerated, but upon finding Claire her lips only flickered flames of welcome. Moments later Claire's own name spilled from the new girl's mouth.
"And now she's here,"
Ori said. The girl looked like she wanted to bolt, but remained rooted to her stool. Beside her Raffe leaned on the bar, watching the exchange with the barest hint of curiosity. But it was none of his business. "You're among sisters. Don't look so frightened."
Sudden touch sent shivers through her skin, magnified by the waves of power flowing through her. Her gaze turned to meet the person who dared; few would, and even fewer would find the gesture tolerated, but upon finding Claire her lips only flickered flames of welcome. Moments later Claire's own name spilled from the new girl's mouth.
"And now she's here,"
Ori said. The girl looked like she wanted to bolt, but remained rooted to her stool. Beside her Raffe leaned on the bar, watching the exchange with the barest hint of curiosity. But it was none of his business. "You're among sisters. Don't look so frightened."
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