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Like Beverly, Ilijas had no family that he was aware of. His parents had both been nonexistent in his life, leaving him the moment he was self-sufficent enough to care for himself. He had hazy memories of the both of them but admittedly, he'd rather think about anything else over his mother and father. Being alone... it suited him he supposed, and while he was often times lonely, he had to accept his situation for what it was. His brief time in the Typhoon had been nothing short of a mistake as had been his blossoming friendship with Beatrice. He had been foolish to even believe anything otherwise. Shifting his weight, the dark gray bengal absently flicked an ear. Beverly was a pretty name- at least he thought so. The more he studied her (and the less he studied the ring), the more he realized that she was actually really pretty overall. Huh. Perhaps it wasn't the best time to think about that either. [b][color=gray]"I like your name," He finally responding, deciding to simply leave it at that. While he greatly enjoyed being able to talk to someone again, he wasn't the greatest at socializing and feared that he'd scare her way if he complimented her any further. [color=gray]"And I like traveling... going new places... Sometimes I just follow the stars because they feel like my only constant. I don't know why I'm like that, just that I am."
Ilijas realized that he was probably oversharing now but he didn't care. There was something about this girl that was familiar to him, and in that familiarity came a comfort he was unfamiliar with. A comfort that he wanted more of. [color=gray]"Used to be? Where do you live now?" He asked as if he actually contemplated joining her. No, no... he could never do that.
Especially not for a stranger.
[font=arial][color=black][size=15pt]all of my goodness is going with you now
[align=center][div style="margin-top: -9px; font-size: 10pt"][color=black][font=helvetica]ilijas mikaelson-valentine | sunhaven | noble stag | tags