[ If he runs away, Ellana will start to get a complex. What is it about the males of Clan Ashara that they have to run away instead of sitting down with her and talking? Gavin's always taken off and it would hurt if Merrick started doing it too.
But right now, everything is going well, and she sings along with him, though she doesn't strain her voice by trying to match his volume. It's a beautiful song, and it reminds her of the past that she's carried on from. There will always be days when she doubts herself; where she doesn't feel good enough or worthy enough, all because of Atlan. But those days aren't the norm. They're few and far between. She's grown since then.
When they finally finish, she sits back on her hands, grinning. ]
That was a good one. Maybe even our finest performance.
[ He sees her-- the sunlight in her auburn hair, the slight flush to her porcelain cheeks. Merrick wants so badly to reach over and tuck some of that hair behind her ear, to let his fingertips trail over the curve of her cheek. He wants hold her hand, feel the softness of her skin against his rough, calloused palm. He wants to kiss her. To tell her how much she means to him.
But he doesn't. He just nods in agreement, half-smile lingering. ]
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Date: 2015-11-26 04:28 am (UTC)But right now, everything is going well, and she sings along with him, though she doesn't strain her voice by trying to match his volume. It's a beautiful song, and it reminds her of the past that she's carried on from. There will always be days when she doubts herself; where she doesn't feel good enough or worthy enough, all because of Atlan. But those days aren't the norm. They're few and far between. She's grown since then.
When they finally finish, she sits back on her hands, grinning. ]
That was a good one. Maybe even our finest performance.
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Date: 2016-01-04 03:28 am (UTC)But he doesn't. He just nods in agreement, half-smile lingering. ]
Sing louder next time.
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Date: 2016-01-04 05:19 am (UTC)[ But for him, she'll try. Anything to keep that half-smile on his face instead of a scowl. ]
I should be going. But the next time I want a song, I know where to find you, don't I?
[ She pushes herself up to her feet, brushing the stray blades of grass from her hands. ]