(she was read with ease, bolder words which wished to rise to the surface. questions as her finger presses against her lips; it only reminds her of that kiss under the rain. the impulse that rests there in her clumsiness to kiss her breathless as payback for making her heart ache so, but she wasn't that brave in such a place and schneider was right. all it would do is give them more to report back to constantine. more on their relationship, more on how to use schneider to force vertin to behave.
she only relaxes, that dull white dress doesn't suit her, is her first thought about it. not the way that feather dress did and how it fit her; how it caught her attention with the familiar scent of oranges for vertin. she won't say anything, not yet, she wants to if ever while they're alone as her eyes settle on schneider's own red ones.)
T-true. Are you alright, at least? Whenever I was told, I had just woken up.
(she isn't certain if that reached schneider's ears, it could have. that they tried to in a sense, wipe away vertin as a person in her own rebellious heart and her own selfless yet selfish desires. though she did idly realize after a moment that her lips brushed against her fingertip as she spoke.
enough that she found herself almost blushing before she held back from that.
as of now they were together and "alone" in one sense, this meant that vertin would need to explain everything. the fact they would be paired together in her travels throughout time and this world; that she has a team in which schneider was being added into no matter her status as a human who somehow was able to use arcanum. something vertin felt better at than leaving her in the clutches of those that would use it.)
If you'd like to get changed, also, your dress is in my suitcase with your jacket.
(that shouldn't be bold, not too bold for them. it had been confirmed and mentioned that schneider's clothes had been left in there after she disappeared. vertin of course folded them and made sure that they were tended to with care when she did her laundry at the time.
they might still smell pleasant, she hopes, she wasn't sure how that might go after her unfortunate extended sleep.)
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she only relaxes, that dull white dress doesn't suit her, is her first thought about it. not the way that feather dress did and how it fit her; how it caught her attention with the familiar scent of oranges for vertin. she won't say anything, not yet, she wants to if ever while they're alone as her eyes settle on schneider's own red ones.)
T-true. Are you alright, at least? Whenever I was told, I had just woken up.
(she isn't certain if that reached schneider's ears, it could have. that they tried to in a sense, wipe away vertin as a person in her own rebellious heart and her own selfless yet selfish desires. though she did idly realize after a moment that her lips brushed against her fingertip as she spoke.
enough that she found herself almost blushing before she held back from that.
as of now they were together and "alone" in one sense, this meant that vertin would need to explain everything. the fact they would be paired together in her travels throughout time and this world; that she has a team in which schneider was being added into no matter her status as a human who somehow was able to use arcanum. something vertin felt better at than leaving her in the clutches of those that would use it.)
If you'd like to get changed, also, your dress is in my suitcase with your jacket.
(that shouldn't be bold, not too bold for them. it had been confirmed and mentioned that schneider's clothes had been left in there after she disappeared. vertin of course folded them and made sure that they were tended to with care when she did her laundry at the time.
they might still smell pleasant, she hopes, she wasn't sure how that might go after her unfortunate extended sleep.)