i know you're dying to meet me // intro

[CAIN]

If he knew what Amren was thinking, he might ask her if she considered him more loved or intiminating on sight. He certainly could carry a darkness about him when he wanted to, but Cain’s greatest talent was the way he hid that darkness. Few saw him and his casual, easy grins and assumed much of anything. He didn’t register as much of a threat, not initially, but for all his charm he walked with a sense of lethal grace, like someone ready to switch gears within heartbeats. It was an odd balance, and usually the impression he made seemed to fall closer to the end of loved.

Was it better to be feared or loved? Cain knew the true answer was feared, if he had to make a choice, but the best didn’t have to make one. The best could accomplish both — it was what made them the best. They were both the fox and the lion, and oh, Cain was excellent at being both.

He stepped forward out of the air, shadows frothing at his feet, and stopped beside Amren with a smile already in place. His analytical gaze flickered over this girl, taking her in, and he greeted, even, ”Hi, new in town. I’m Cain.” The ease at which such a stark dad joke rolled off his tongue was a jarring juxtaposition with the man who reveled in chaos, but that justaposition was his specialty. [b]”You planning to stick around?”

© MADI