07-31-2018, 04:41 PM
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INTO THE SUN
(watch me disappear)
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Versailles never knew Alex had left the same as her - perhaps they'd disappeared around the same time, fled from the territory mere moments from each other... it's likely, but she still feels like she's pulling on strings. Their shared disappearance isn't grounds for a connection, she knows this, she knows it's not enough, but a part of her hopes to find something. She's been too scared to go out, to mingle, to even lift her eyes to look at somebody's face without feeling the crippling fear crawling down her spine.
She walks over to Alex and Marg with her head hanging low (and it's quite a sight to see a large panther having such submissive body language). Versailles doesn't stray from the Ascendant who was first to approach her, settling behind Margaery with her lips pursed and her eyes downcast - hiding would have been effective if Versailles had been in her old body, but she's much too large now to hide behind the other, and it looks almost funny if not for the doubtful expression on her face.
"Hey, Alex." Her voice is nothing more above a whisper in the wind, treading lightly as her gaze wavers - almost, almost looking at him, but falling at the very last second - discipline, she remembers, she must have discipline and control. "I'm glad to see that you're back. Guess we both needed to take a dip, didn't we?" Perhaps there could have been a small chuckle at the end of her question, but it's lost on the tremor of her voice.
She walks over to Alex and Marg with her head hanging low (and it's quite a sight to see a large panther having such submissive body language). Versailles doesn't stray from the Ascendant who was first to approach her, settling behind Margaery with her lips pursed and her eyes downcast - hiding would have been effective if Versailles had been in her old body, but she's much too large now to hide behind the other, and it looks almost funny if not for the doubtful expression on her face.
"Hey, Alex." Her voice is nothing more above a whisper in the wind, treading lightly as her gaze wavers - almost, almost looking at him, but falling at the very last second - discipline, she remembers, she must have discipline and control. "I'm glad to see that you're back. Guess we both needed to take a dip, didn't we?" Perhaps there could have been a small chuckle at the end of her question, but it's lost on the tremor of her voice.
VERSAILLESPALACE "VERA" AURELIUS — THE ASCENDANTS — [color=#d5c5c5]TAGS