From the very first? [Blink.] I had acne and the patchiest facial hair in the city and was, I'm told, insufferable at that age. Really?
[Percival you're still insufferable now. But he leans his head into her hand, before turning to kiss her palm, brushing his lips over the lines on her hand.]
Well, then. Vex'ahlia—I am yours, and so is whatever I have, little as that might be. [With a gentle little huff.] Suppose this is a good time to tell you I've been working on a bow for you, hm?
Really. [ what? there was something just so utterly irresistible that insufferable, acne riddled, patchy facial haired boy. something she couldn't help but fall head over heels back then. he was, and still is, a light she was inexplicably drawn towards. ] Acne aside you were pretty cute, Percy.
[ she exhales softly, trying to fight off the shiver that runs down her spine as his lips brush against her palm. ]
Have you? [ her eyes practically sparkle with excitement─ an undoubtedly familiar look from another life. ] If making me arrows back then was your way of flirting... What would we call making me a bow, hmm?
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[Percival you're still insufferable now. But he leans his head into her hand, before turning to kiss her palm, brushing his lips over the lines on her hand.]
Well, then. Vex'ahlia—I am yours, and so is whatever I have, little as that might be. [With a gentle little huff.] Suppose this is a good time to tell you I've been working on a bow for you, hm?
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[ she exhales softly, trying to fight off the shiver that runs down her spine as his lips brush against her palm. ]
Have you? [ her eyes practically sparkle with excitement─ an undoubtedly familiar look from another life. ] If making me arrows back then was your way of flirting... What would we call making me a bow, hmm?