Oh, You Sweet Summer Child.
xxxThe soft purrs of Pumpkin filled the brief silences between the two. It was odd, being around a cat who wasn’t trying to attack anything that moved. So with a hesitant motion the girl shifted her weight, swiveled, and laid herself down the length of the ledge with her head resting near Minos thigh. It wasn't all that wide, but still had enough space for her to rest her petite from against comfortable. She tucked both hands under her head and stared up at the man as he spoke with blue eyes that now matched the darkness blue of the night sky. He had such odd features- feminine eyes, sharp jawline, and skin she guessed would be as soft as the cat's fur. He was exotic looking, even if he was human. Her hair spilled over the ledge like water, and she pursed her lips in thought to his question.
”I did. Though, no need to worry. I got a job on my first day, and everyone here is so nice!” She said, her head tilted back at him and eyes reflecting the moonlight at him. ”Like you, I’ve met so many kind people. I couldn’t imagine this city being dangerous. Aside from the cats trying to steal my food.” Fawn giggled and looked back towards the sky as clouds began to roll in.
But something caught her eye. She flicked her gaze back in his direction to see the brief glint of his teeth, sharp as razors, positioned around a strangely curling tongue. For a moment she just stared at him, wondering if perhaps the angle and poor lighting had misled her to see something that wasn’t there. The girl squinted just as he closed his mouth and teeth became hidden once more. She pouted, but went back to watching the clouds crawl their way across the span of the stars as he spoke.
His response only drew a smirk from her lips, and a soft laugh as she turned her head back to look at Mino knowingly. ”Assets huh?” She hadn’t met many in the city so far, but there had been a few travelers through her own town on their way to the next big city. And it became a game for her and her friends, figure out the guests' profession. If you guessed right, you didn’t have to sweep the temple's stairs for the next month. But many of those travelers, as they’d found, simply said they were in ‘the market’ or ‘trading of assets’, or ‘personal relations’. All confusing terms really, and so she knew when someone didn’t want to let up.
In the distance, sounds of vendors still exclaiming about food to sell rang throughout the streets. Drunken groups shouted, placing bets and challenging their friends to which tavern they’d be visiting next. And not too far away the sound of a lute being strummed playfully and countless people cheering, likely dancing too, reached the redhead.
Fawn shifted her weight to the side, leaning her ear slightly closer to the direction of the jubilance, and then let a playful smirk pull at the corner of her lips. ”Fine, don’t tell me what you do. BUT- In exchange for me not prodding into your career, how about you show me around the best parts of the city?”
17th of Frost, 120
”I did. Though, no need to worry. I got a job on my first day, and everyone here is so nice!” She said, her head tilted back at him and eyes reflecting the moonlight at him. ”Like you, I’ve met so many kind people. I couldn’t imagine this city being dangerous. Aside from the cats trying to steal my food.” Fawn giggled and looked back towards the sky as clouds began to roll in.
But something caught her eye. She flicked her gaze back in his direction to see the brief glint of his teeth, sharp as razors, positioned around a strangely curling tongue. For a moment she just stared at him, wondering if perhaps the angle and poor lighting had misled her to see something that wasn’t there. The girl squinted just as he closed his mouth and teeth became hidden once more. She pouted, but went back to watching the clouds crawl their way across the span of the stars as he spoke.
His response only drew a smirk from her lips, and a soft laugh as she turned her head back to look at Mino knowingly. ”Assets huh?” She hadn’t met many in the city so far, but there had been a few travelers through her own town on their way to the next big city. And it became a game for her and her friends, figure out the guests' profession. If you guessed right, you didn’t have to sweep the temple's stairs for the next month. But many of those travelers, as they’d found, simply said they were in ‘the market’ or ‘trading of assets’, or ‘personal relations’. All confusing terms really, and so she knew when someone didn’t want to let up.
In the distance, sounds of vendors still exclaiming about food to sell rang throughout the streets. Drunken groups shouted, placing bets and challenging their friends to which tavern they’d be visiting next. And not too far away the sound of a lute being strummed playfully and countless people cheering, likely dancing too, reached the redhead.
Fawn shifted her weight to the side, leaning her ear slightly closer to the direction of the jubilance, and then let a playful smirk pull at the corner of her lips. ”Fine, don’t tell me what you do. BUT- In exchange for me not prodding into your career, how about you show me around the best parts of the city?”
