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you draw blood just to taste it

A smug smirk lit up the boy’s face. She had been thinking about him? Good. He liked the idea of him filling her head, daydreams of Vaken Svart distracting her. He wasn’t incredibly egotistical, but it was hard not to be in moments like this. His enflamed sense of self grew even larger, his eyes playfully twinkling in delight. He had not thought about her at all since their last interaction. She had been just another stranger he crossed paths with. Now though? He wasn’t sure. He liked this version of her, but it couldn’t last forever, could it?




“Thinking about me, huh?” His voice was teasing, drawing out the thought so he could relish in it. “Sounds like you got a crush.”

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She let out a soft, airy laugh that still seemed genuine despite the daze that consumed her. Her side leaned into his ever so slightly, enough to make sure he was still there. "A crush? Never." She hummed in response. The Tempest had always known what she wanted and wasting time on crushes did her no good. Crushes had never got anyone anywhere besides heartbroken and left alone at the end of a season.

"But there is something about you." The small female mused aloud. "Potential. I know it when I see it." And she would be damned if she let it slip through her paws. Yet here she was, enjoying the effects of cicely and perhaps spilling more words than she should have. Usually she knew better than to say so much so soon.

Especially when she didn't have everything under her control.

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you draw blood just to taste it

Vaken had not expected her to say she had a crush on him, but it was disappointing. He wanted her to admire him, he wanted to be praised and sought after. He was a young man, of course he wanted the approval of an older woman. Before he could express the disappointment, she began to speak- validating his importance. Potential. Not exactly the words he would have hoped for her to use. It sounded too much like his mentor Garmir, far too serious to be flirtatious- but he accepted it with a smug smirk. At least she saw something in him.




“Pretty scummy of me to be seeking approval from you, when you’re like this,” he gestured to her with his front paw, the smile vanishing. It felt like cheating. She wasn’t being her true self, just a version of her that was more open and free. He couldn’t guarantee she stood by everything she was saying, it could just have been the cicely. He sighed, taking a seat and then slowly moving into a laying position. “You should try and sleep it off.”

you hold bones just to break them

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Suddenly things felt heavy again, like she had stepped on the wrong toes or triggered something to shoot the balloon of happiness. Her features fell flat alas she would likely only look dazed and tired. She could not deny that all the talking and teasing was taking a toll on her in this state. She was not used to be so social all at once. Circe supposed her saving grace was knowing this stranger. Or at least knowing them as much as still-kind-of-strangers could know each other.

She mimicked his positions without a complaint. How strange it felt to be following someone for once and although it reared something ugly in her she tried to ignore it. For now at least. "Will you stay the night?" She asked softly as she settled her head on the cool, damp earth. Even if he said yes she would not hold her breath to awake to him. Everyone left. Even when she did her best to keep them with her.

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you draw blood just to taste it

The boy opened one eye and replied with a raspy grunt. It wasn’t enthusiastic, but it was clear sure. He was here already. He had no where better to sleep. It made sense to stay where he was and try and get some rest. He didn’t feel obligated. If he couldn’t sleep, he’d maybe run around and come back. Maybe he’d leave in the morning before she did, it didn’t bother him. He didn’t even think to consider her side. He was drifting off already.

you hold bones just to break them

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For a wolf molded from the depths of chaos, things felt...awfully right for once. The presence of someone by her side and their small sounds as they drifted off. Circe would force herself to stay awake for a bit longer to simply listen to their presence, the sound of their breathing and perhaps the beating of a heart if she was silent enough. Maybe it was creepy but she could not help herself.

Soon enough this would all feel like a dream and she was not sure if she would be able to piece it apart from the dream she was currently drifting into.

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