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thefirstbloom ([personal profile] thefirstbloom) wrote2016-03-17 04:04 am

❦ Empatheias Contact ❦

❧ Contact Trahearne by voice, image, or find him at his apartment in the free district of Verens. He works at Paulson's Books.
invigorates: on a Friday night. I can relate (Default)

[personal profile] invigorates 2016-07-05 05:00 am (UTC)(link)
[ despite her best attempts, she can't help but laugh as she watches him; unable to truly discern his expression for a moment. ]

It is not too sweet, is it? Do you like it? [ she cocks her head to the side, totally ignoring the ice cream in her own hand that is slowly starting to melt and dribble down the cone. the other moves up to gently brush her thumb over his mouth. dork.]
Edited 2016-07-05 05:01 (UTC)
invigorates: is this a dream? no. (clocks move backwards in dreams)

[personal profile] invigorates 2016-07-05 05:14 am (UTC)(link)
Oh! [ she feels the slight hint of cold on her fingers just as he says it, and hurriedly tilts her head to lap at the ice cream before it gets any further. with another laugh, she notes: ] This one is quite good as well! Would you like to try it? [ trade ice cream with her!!!! ]
invigorates: everything is stupid now (what have you done)

[personal profile] invigorates 2016-07-05 05:34 am (UTC)(link)
[ to be fair, that was smooth as hell, and she nearly drops her cone in surprise. also, since they only moved to the side enough to not be in the way of other customers arriving, the guy behind the counter must want to vomit watching them.

she instinctively licks her lips, and shifts accordingly to retrieve his ridiculous ice cream so she can try a bite of it. ]


Perhaps we should have gotten bowls. Or, perhaps we just need to eat a little quicker. [ either way, she's biting down into that chocolate crunch. ]
invigorates: (what a fuckin' douchebag.)

[personal profile] invigorates 2016-07-06 12:42 am (UTC)(link)
We could still get some! [ she may or may not have just taken that playful jab a little too seriously. but the slight pout on her lips fades only a second later when she catches the grin on trahearne's lips. he's so cute. ugh.

she notices that stain on his shirt, though, ]


Oh, be careful! Your shirt is getting stained! [ ahhh. she searches for napkins. ]
invigorates: (foovafafuck)

[personal profile] invigorates 2016-07-07 03:28 am (UTC)(link)
Wait—! [ too late. the ice cream hits the floor and splatters up onto the side of lioriley's boots, leaving small splotches of mint green on the leather. she'll take care of that later. ]

No, I suppose not. [ she looks to the man behind the counter, uttering an apology as he comes around to start mopping up the mess. she tugs on trahearne's arm and tries to move him out of the way. ] Here, we can share this one.... carefully.
invigorates: with your fashion decisions (looks like people are having trouble)

[personal profile] invigorates 2016-07-07 04:48 am (UTC)(link)
[ she nods to both the suggestion to leave and his question about eating the cone. she learned as much when she went and got ice cream with zaveid a few weeks back.

she links her fingers with his, carefully balancing the ice cream cone in her other hand. every once in a while she dips her head down to lick at the chocolate dribbling down the side — offering it to trahearne in the interim. ]


They should be fine, I am not too worried about it. [ she glances over to him. ] What about your shirt?
invigorates: (I can't handle all this pulp.)

[personal profile] invigorates 2016-07-12 01:16 am (UTC)(link)
[ she tilts her head toward him, her expression curious and mildly confused until she realizes he's talking about the festival before this last one. ]

You flatter me, as always. [ said lowly, cut short as she purposefully takes a bite of the ice cream to try and give herself time to think on what to say next. ]

I had looked for you, then, if you recall correctly. 'Tis a shame I had not found you sooner. [ is this getting sad again? ] There will be more festivals, I am certain.
invigorates: the fuckin' stairs. What an asshole. (I wish I could kick Goofy down)

[personal profile] invigorates 2016-07-12 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
I would like that. [ the eye above said kissed cheek closes, a small smile forming on her lips. ] Though I could hardly demand you remain beside me for the entirety of the festival. That would be terribly selfish. [ not that she would be upset about it, obviously, but it needs to be said that he is more than free to do whatever the hell he wants. ]

Do we know the theme of this one?