07-22-2018, 03:31 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 51%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: georgia;"]The change in posture does not go unnoticed, albeit subconsciously. Imperia unfurls herself from the curled position in the corner, slender head rising ever-so-slightly to meet Moon's gaze. The thundering of her heart still drowns out much of the background noise and her posture is still timid, but at least she no longer shivers. She sucks in several deep breaths, listening quietly to the larger male's voice as she tries to relax. This place is different from where she was born. Sure, Peri is trapped in a dimly lit room with no way to escape aside from sheer luck or divine intervention, but at least her father is not here. Moon would not hurt her--she tries to keep that in mind. It helps a bit, but not as much as convincing herself that if they're patient enough, someone will come looking. There, that's it. Just think positive thoughts. Optimism is commonly viewed as a sign of naivety, but Peri is of the belief that it is one of the few things that keeps people sane in stressful situations.
Full moon eyes the color of steel flicker between Moon's warm gaze and her paws, which are daintily crossed in front of her. She finds it hard to make eye contact. Not so much when they are out and about, surrounded by others and wide open spaces. But the space is so small and it feels far too intimate and they're sitting too close to prevent Imperia's rather vivid imagination from running wild. An awkward smile tugs at black lips as she spares a glance in her companion's direction. She has been silent for several moments now, but she finally is composed enough to reply. "Would You Rather sounds pretty fun..." she trails off, chewing her lip. Never Have I Ever strikes her as the sort of game that could get very dirty very easily. And given her unsurprisingly vanilla status, the likelihood of her having never done anything is very high. Regardless, she's never really played these types of games before anyways. She has always been the odd man out--the one the other kids excluded. Because of that, she is almost always unsure of how to relate to people her own age.
In a brief moment of courage, she meet's his gaze and says, "Um, I have snacks if you're hungry. It's not a lot, but I think you've probably been here for a while." There is a faint smile gracing her lovely visage, mild amusement shimmering in those big, watery eyes. Imperia twists her neck to unclasp the leather satchel from her torso and arranges it at her paws. She pulls out several dried meats and a sizable flask of water.
Full moon eyes the color of steel flicker between Moon's warm gaze and her paws, which are daintily crossed in front of her. She finds it hard to make eye contact. Not so much when they are out and about, surrounded by others and wide open spaces. But the space is so small and it feels far too intimate and they're sitting too close to prevent Imperia's rather vivid imagination from running wild. An awkward smile tugs at black lips as she spares a glance in her companion's direction. She has been silent for several moments now, but she finally is composed enough to reply. "Would You Rather sounds pretty fun..." she trails off, chewing her lip. Never Have I Ever strikes her as the sort of game that could get very dirty very easily. And given her unsurprisingly vanilla status, the likelihood of her having never done anything is very high. Regardless, she's never really played these types of games before anyways. She has always been the odd man out--the one the other kids excluded. Because of that, she is almost always unsure of how to relate to people her own age.
In a brief moment of courage, she meet's his gaze and says, "Um, I have snacks if you're hungry. It's not a lot, but I think you've probably been here for a while." There is a faint smile gracing her lovely visage, mild amusement shimmering in those big, watery eyes. Imperia twists her neck to unclasp the leather satchel from her torso and arranges it at her paws. She pulls out several dried meats and a sizable flask of water.