[Cool he is going to do his best to be chill about his head on her chest. Wow these tits are so soft and squishy.]
I vaguely recall telling him that my final words to him would be irritated and indignant. I imagine my first words in this life to him will be just as irritated and even more indignant for this entire mess. [mrrrgh.] I'll go back and keep looking. The library is quite extensive, after all, and we weren't there very long. And...
[There's a silence, before he sighs.]
I'm going to try my best to convince the Order to let me destroy the inventions I made in past lives for them. If they're too dangerous to let out in the world they're too dangerous to be kept intact, and while I trust the people in charge now, I'm not so foolish as to believe that everyone in the Order is as well-intentioned as they are.
[He sighs. Where's her free hand? He's going to catch that one and just...stroke over her palm with this thumb.]
All right. Let them know, then. I'll do commissions for them in exchange for leads.
[ a something flashes across her vision; a sea of raven feathers, golden strings, a pale white mask. Vex breathes in, body tensing for just long enough before the vision fades. this isn't the first time they've been separated, but this the first time there is hope of getting him back.
she listens to Percy all but ramble while she absently plays with his hair. he is worried about the inventions his past lives made for the Order, just as he was worried about his inventions spreading across Exandria. it is for the best that they are destroyed just in case the wrong hands were to somehow find their way into this new edition of the Order─
Vex exhales. all of this is terribly grim and makes her feel as though she is uselessly trudging through a never ending mire. ]
We'll figure it out, Percy. Vax, your siblings, your inventions, all of it.
[ it's time for a change in subject. ]
You know... you wanted to talk after storming the castle, didn't you? [ she threads her fingers through his hair again, her gaze flicking down to where his head is resting. ] About this, us. You left me with quite the confession, darling. And now I suppose we should talk, perhaps even make things... official?
Oh shit now is the time to talk, isn't it. He actually had come over with that intention to try and work out the relationship now, because he loves her and she loves him and that's easy, and now the Black Order is gone and. There's really nothing stopping him.
Well, nothing except the yawning pit of anxiety, anyway, but he's used to working past that. He sighs, and moves to look her in the eye.]
I meant what I said. You have had my heart since I was fifteen years old. [Yep, that long.] If you want me, you will have me for as long as you're willing, in whatever form you wish. I just...
[A breath.]
I don't have much to give you. A little more now that the Unyielding are dead, but—I want to give you the best.
[ better now than leave it hanging over their heads, an uncertain nameless blade ready to drop at any moment. she can understand the anxiety, gods she even feels her fair share of it from merely bringing up the 'later talk' they agreed on.
Vex'ahlia takes a nervous breath in, something Percy will undoubtedly notice giving their position, catching his gaze with her own. immediately she feels all of her guards, her walls, everything crumble in the face of those earnest eyes. ]
As you have had mine. [ there's no denying it, no hiding from it. as aloof as she had been back then he had charmed her from the very beginning. ] You had me from hello.
[ her fingers still thread through his hair slowly but surely loosening it from how he styled it for work, her lips twitching in a fond smile. ]
Percy, darling, I don't need a castle or a fort. [ inch by inch her hand drifts from his hair, brushing gently over his ear then down to the line of his jaw. ] All I need is you. The rest we can figure out just as we always do.
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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I vaguely recall telling him that my final words to him would be irritated and indignant. I imagine my first words in this life to him will be just as irritated and even more indignant for this entire mess. [mrrrgh.] I'll go back and keep looking. The library is quite extensive, after all, and we weren't there very long. And...
[There's a silence, before he sighs.]
I'm going to try my best to convince the Order to let me destroy the inventions I made in past lives for them. If they're too dangerous to let out in the world they're too dangerous to be kept intact, and while I trust the people in charge now, I'm not so foolish as to believe that everyone in the Order is as well-intentioned as they are.
[He sighs. Where's her free hand? He's going to catch that one and just...stroke over her palm with this thumb.]
All right. Let them know, then. I'll do commissions for them in exchange for leads.
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she listens to Percy all but ramble while she absently plays with his hair. he is worried about the inventions his past lives made for the Order, just as he was worried about his inventions spreading across Exandria. it is for the best that they are destroyed just in case the wrong hands were to somehow find their way into this new edition of the Order─
Vex exhales. all of this is terribly grim and makes her feel as though she is uselessly trudging through a never ending mire. ]
We'll figure it out, Percy. Vax, your siblings, your inventions, all of it.
[ it's time for a change in subject. ]
You know... you wanted to talk after storming the castle, didn't you? [ she threads her fingers through his hair again, her gaze flicking down to where his head is resting. ] About this, us. You left me with quite the confession, darling. And now I suppose we should talk, perhaps even make things... official?
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Oh shit now is the time to talk, isn't it. He actually had come over with that intention to try and work out the relationship now, because he loves her and she loves him and that's easy, and now the Black Order is gone and. There's really nothing stopping him.
Well, nothing except the yawning pit of anxiety, anyway, but he's used to working past that. He sighs, and moves to look her in the eye.]
I meant what I said. You have had my heart since I was fifteen years old. [Yep, that long.] If you want me, you will have me for as long as you're willing, in whatever form you wish. I just...
[A breath.]
I don't have much to give you. A little more now that the Unyielding are dead, but—I want to give you the best.
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Vex'ahlia takes a nervous breath in, something Percy will undoubtedly notice giving their position, catching his gaze with her own. immediately she feels all of her guards, her walls, everything crumble in the face of those earnest eyes. ]
As you have had mine. [ there's no denying it, no hiding from it. as aloof as she had been back then he had charmed her from the very beginning. ] You had me from hello.
[ her fingers still thread through his hair slowly but surely loosening it from how he styled it for work, her lips twitching in a fond smile. ]
Percy, darling, I don't need a castle or a fort. [ inch by inch her hand drifts from his hair, brushing gently over his ear then down to the line of his jaw. ] All I need is you. The rest we can figure out just as we always do.
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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?