She had caught him off guard, which pleased her in some small way. Too often, it seemed to her, men tried to be omnipotent -- ready for anything so to have caused the ever so mild look of perplexity on his face had been amusing. She wondered if she would have the opportunity to do it again. She let a satisfied smirk tug at the corner of her lips, while her gaze averted from him. No doubt he wouldn’t let her enjoy it if he thought she was mocking him -- which she wasn’t. She stood close enough for a strike, but it did not come -- not just yet. Instead, her ear twisted in his direction as she continued to gaze out towards the direction she had been going, his words a mere continuation of their conversation.
”Don’t pretend to see things in that darkness that aren’t there.” She murmured cooly, close enough to him that she did not need to raise her voice any more than that. Her eyes cut to him, all friendliness drained out of them as though someone had released the stopper on a bath. She met the soulless depths of his eyes, her own gaze a reflection of her stubborn tenacity that had seen her through this life. She shifted her weight for just a moment, long enough to propel herself forward. Her dancer’s legs seemed to make her float across the plain and away from the brute who had captivated her, if only for a brief moment.
”Goodbye, Lothaire.” She said airily, her voice a caress on the autumnal winds. It seemed a far wiser move to leave him without much more conversation, before she was drawn into a conversation that she didn’t want to have. But, she thought...as she disappeared into the forest’s embrace before her...she wouldn’t mind meeting him again.
@Lothaire
-Freya Exits-
Sorry for the wait! And I hope you don’t mind a curt ending ;) Maybe they can meet again soon?
”Don’t pretend to see things in that darkness that aren’t there.” She murmured cooly, close enough to him that she did not need to raise her voice any more than that. Her eyes cut to him, all friendliness drained out of them as though someone had released the stopper on a bath. She met the soulless depths of his eyes, her own gaze a reflection of her stubborn tenacity that had seen her through this life. She shifted her weight for just a moment, long enough to propel herself forward. Her dancer’s legs seemed to make her float across the plain and away from the brute who had captivated her, if only for a brief moment.
”Goodbye, Lothaire.” She said airily, her voice a caress on the autumnal winds. It seemed a far wiser move to leave him without much more conversation, before she was drawn into a conversation that she didn’t want to have. But, she thought...as she disappeared into the forest’s embrace before her...she wouldn’t mind meeting him again.
-Freya Exits-
Sorry for the wait! And I hope you don’t mind a curt ending ;) Maybe they can meet again soon?
