Whisper Marsh watching, waiting, commiserating

I'm sorry mine is short. :x <3

Keep your head still, I'll be your thrill,

TAIMA LYALL

The night will go on, my little windmill...

Her brows were raised in anticipation, peals of laughter dammed up inside her as he stared back at her. A toothy grin manifested on her mask and she snickered upon hearing his statement. Well, duh... Taima waited for him to say something but he didn't, and she kept a hold of herself, pardoning him from humiliation or anything of the like. Having grown up with Ryvet and his array of slobbery kisses, she would have thought that a simple touch of her tongue to her chin was nothing, not even close to appalling. Her father often did it to her mother, and even she extended the gesture to her parents, she didn't even think that Datura would have reacted the way he did.

"Yeah," she softly confirmed the fact, still grinning at him.

When he came to, he asked if he should escort her home. She gladly took him up on the offer, careful to buffer her acceptance of his proposal with words she knew he would like to hear, "Only if it would please you, my lord." She turned to the side, ready to accompany him back to the borders she had carelessly and disobediently left behind. "Ready when you are..."

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I’ll stand up for you if it’s what you need

• DATURA AQUILA •

and I can take a punch, I don’t mind to bleed
As long as afterwards you feel bad for me

Having very little experience with girls his own age, Datura was unused to being showered in giggles as he was now. He was also not really sure how to deal with this idea of kissing. Athena had never done it. Bella had never kissed him, Adonis had never kissed him — boy, that would have been really wrong— and his mother had never kissed him and he didn't have a dad to kiss him... He was unsure of how this was an expression of gratitude, for surely it seemed like some kind of punishment. Maybe that was was why no one in the mountain practiced this weird social custom. Maybe it was a valley thing. That sounded about right.

He looked back at her uncertainly, but found that she was still smiling. She apparently had no qualms about this whole kissing business, it seemed, though Datura wished she did. Shouldn't women be more modest and act with a little more decorum than that? He shook his head to clear away all the thoughts buzzing in his head. Girls. He didn't have any time for this. Or well, he would after he got rid of her.

"Only if it would please you, my lord."

My Lord.

He could work with that.

AND THEY SKIPPED MERRILY OFF INTO THE SUNSET.

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