“Need is a strong word.” Ilaria smiled, a glimpse of sharp white teeth. A pity about the girl’s conversation, but she certainly blushed prettily. Flowing into her space, Ilaria touched the nape of Caesennia’s neck, long nails cool against warm velvety skin. For a moment, she enjoyed the friction of that touch, then dropped her arm back to her side.
It wasn’t fair for Caesennia to take out her frustrations on a poor potted plant. Ilaria mended it with a thought, bringing on a rush of stop motion growth.
“I’d like it if you went home and thought about it, Caesennia.” Ilaria met her gaze briefly and then drifted away. She thought the other woman might be reaching her limit, and the Archon’s ball would go on for hours yet.
“Do let me know later if you come upon any insights worth sharing.”
@Caesennia Othos
It wasn’t fair for Caesennia to take out her frustrations on a poor potted plant. Ilaria mended it with a thought, bringing on a rush of stop motion growth.
“I’d like it if you went home and thought about it, Caesennia.” Ilaria met her gaze briefly and then drifted away. She thought the other woman might be reaching her limit, and the Archon’s ball would go on for hours yet.
“Do let me know later if you come upon any insights worth sharing.”
@Caesennia Othos
05-29-2024, 07:24 PM
