demand never did sink ‘pon lily skin, touched in grace by illumination and spotted wonder. flesh doth shiver against the verbal accusation, tidings truer than meaning and no balking to falter against features so fair. the crime itself weighs heavy within her palms, clinking and clacking like no other existence, and how the short temper for the guilt she shares finds her.
it’s silver and beryl splendor that meets her gaze; a champion withstanding righteous hue and brevity that implores patience of him. she had intended to scurry away quicker than her fingers wandered. ‘lo, it is only vexation she holds at the voice quickening ‘pon trodden heels — he’s a quick one, by far.
a snigger takes along dainty lips, plump from chewing and nibbling. he seems a dangerous sort, with cloak of ebony donned against broad shoulders. no more fretful than what she’s come across in her travels between timelines. perception nary matters. her head still attached to shoulders — no hand had been raised and she cocks such a pretty face to one side.
❛ belongs? finders keepers, right mate? unless you feel fair ‘nough to take it from me. ❜
it’s a tease that issues against her tongue before greedy paws gesture with the deceitful prize. a farfetched temptation, nearly goading the boy.
❛ you up for it? or you more of a talker? ❜
eyebrows gradually descend as she continues to speak ; cadence demonstrating subtle ridicule and while her artful thievery being a true success on the perplexed youth, he most certainly doesn’t plan on allowing her to retain her ’spoils’. lithe in every aspect, the notion of simply seizing the item from dainty sculpted phalanges seems far-fetched to say the least.he can acknowledge skill and from the appraisal he’s made of the individual before him, she possesses just that – skill.
❝ you’re being stupid ! just hand over the pouch. ❞
the request is futile and he understands that before the words even abscond from between tiers and burn the atmosphere in irritation. composed visage exchanged for a face contorted in a scowl, body language speaking in volumes withthin nails prodding flat palms with pressure influenced by the vexation coursing through his entirety – he briefly ponders what he would do in this position ; with a motor for a mouth and a abnormal knack for empathy, he’s undoubtedly a skilled conversationalist and without the faintest force would he most likely coax the girl into returning the lifted goods.
and in that moment he resolves to attempt the same.
irises of resplendent cerulean are sheltered if not for a moment, before a porcelain flesh extend with slim finger bones splayed and thus materializes the inky tinged weaponry, ❛ the way to dawn. ❜ the design composed to resemble the significant adjustment to his formerly dark perspective – his redemption.
