04-28-2021, 04:21 AM
[align=center][div style="borderwidth; width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 14pt;"]"I'm not going to lie," he says, glancing down at her. "I think I'd much rather you know me as Kai, anyway." He couldn't say he didn't blame her; could even argue that it wasn't by accident. Sure, he prided his name. But folks like Millie, they were formal people. He didn't want formality around his people. There was a time and a place, of course, but it wasn't this. Kai, on the other hand, was far less formal. Knowing him by his byword made his people more connected with him. He wanted them to feel like family, they were. Even if Eurydice remembered his full name, but chose 'Kai' instead, he didn't mind it. Eurydice was so sentimental, her emotions and thoughts bleeding into every word, every action. She used Kai as a form of endearment. He wouldn't be shocked if Malachi would be used to express the opposite.
He's thankful she doesn't attempt to fill the silence in that time, afraid of what she may have said if she had. She doesn't seem to pull away from him, either, seemingly melting into his embrace as they sway to the music that is drawing to an end. The song he first started with Lilas, now being finished by someone else. Kissing Eury hadn't been an accident. He'd racked his brain, considered and reconsidered, before making the choice. Alcohol hadn't been the only thing that influenced it, either. He'd been wine drunk plenty a' times, where it did not end in a kiss. Kai was aware he was vulnerable. That Eurydice was, too. They were bonded by their own vulnerability once. She was something familiar. It felt good to revisit something that was once so special.
Assume. Kai curses himself for not being smarter with his words, but she was right. Assuming was all he could do, really. He'd once could recall plenty about Eurydice, and wanted to in hopes to impress her the next time they spoke next. Now, years later, he could maybe recall that her favorite color was pink— but also, he does have context clues to show for that— and that Abaddon burdened her with one of the purest souls in Isaac. He could recall their hangouts, but not much they spoke about. It was hard to recall much of anything beyond three years ago, even. "Well I can concede that you were, and still are, the most pretty you've always been."
How come? Good question, something that Kai couldn't quite grasp other than what he thinks he already knows. He wonders if it burdens her, the kiss. The last time they spoke, she'd insisted they were okay as friends. Of course, this didn't mean her words held truth; only said what she thought he needed to hear. The song ends and Kai pulls back from her. "I don't know I think I- I don't know." For a moment, he can't hold his gaze, briefly sheepish as he looks to stare at his shoes. But when she admits that she's been thinking about her, he looks up at her again with a hopeful, yet intense expression on his face. "And?" he asks, because he wants to [I]hear what she thinks before making assumptions.
Only, as Messiah, he could never hold conversation for long. Reese seldom approaches him, but stands between he and Eurydice now, fiddling with her hands. "Reese! Is there something you need?" Kai, although bothered by the interruption, is good at looking as if he isn't. He gives the girl his full undivided attention, waiting for her to speak.
"No, you should be enjoying yourself! I am actually looking to take m'darling Eurydice here off your hands if you don't mind." She waves her hand to the other, and Kai's eyes follow, brow lifted. Had they always been friends?
"Ah no, I don't mind. We were just finishing." He clears his throat, smiling at Reese before glancing at Eury once again, nodding to her in acknowledgement. "Eurydice." Maybe it wasn't best to talk about such things in a crowded space, anyway.
He's thankful she doesn't attempt to fill the silence in that time, afraid of what she may have said if she had. She doesn't seem to pull away from him, either, seemingly melting into his embrace as they sway to the music that is drawing to an end. The song he first started with Lilas, now being finished by someone else. Kissing Eury hadn't been an accident. He'd racked his brain, considered and reconsidered, before making the choice. Alcohol hadn't been the only thing that influenced it, either. He'd been wine drunk plenty a' times, where it did not end in a kiss. Kai was aware he was vulnerable. That Eurydice was, too. They were bonded by their own vulnerability once. She was something familiar. It felt good to revisit something that was once so special.
Assume. Kai curses himself for not being smarter with his words, but she was right. Assuming was all he could do, really. He'd once could recall plenty about Eurydice, and wanted to in hopes to impress her the next time they spoke next. Now, years later, he could maybe recall that her favorite color was pink— but also, he does have context clues to show for that— and that Abaddon burdened her with one of the purest souls in Isaac. He could recall their hangouts, but not much they spoke about. It was hard to recall much of anything beyond three years ago, even. "Well I can concede that you were, and still are, the most pretty you've always been."
How come? Good question, something that Kai couldn't quite grasp other than what he thinks he already knows. He wonders if it burdens her, the kiss. The last time they spoke, she'd insisted they were okay as friends. Of course, this didn't mean her words held truth; only said what she thought he needed to hear. The song ends and Kai pulls back from her. "I don't know I think I- I don't know." For a moment, he can't hold his gaze, briefly sheepish as he looks to stare at his shoes. But when she admits that she's been thinking about her, he looks up at her again with a hopeful, yet intense expression on his face. "And?" he asks, because he wants to [I]hear what she thinks before making assumptions.
Only, as Messiah, he could never hold conversation for long. Reese seldom approaches him, but stands between he and Eurydice now, fiddling with her hands. "Reese! Is there something you need?" Kai, although bothered by the interruption, is good at looking as if he isn't. He gives the girl his full undivided attention, waiting for her to speak.
"No, you should be enjoying yourself! I am actually looking to take m'darling Eurydice here off your hands if you don't mind." She waves her hand to the other, and Kai's eyes follow, brow lifted. Had they always been friends?
"Ah no, I don't mind. We were just finishing." He clears his throat, smiling at Reese before glancing at Eury once again, nodding to her in acknowledgement. "Eurydice." Maybe it wasn't best to talk about such things in a crowded space, anyway.
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