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if i punch myself and it hurts am i too weak or too strong
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Post by 𝕛𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕤 on Oct 12, 2016 9:28:48 GMT -5
(sorry tardis i missed that!)
Kaz couldn't wait to get out of his soaked clothes and into something dry as well. His white dress shirt was completely soaked along with his slacks, and his feet sank uncomfortably into the pads of his shoes. His hair was still dripping, and he pushed it back the get the water out of his eyes, creating a huge cowlick on his forehead as he did. Hair sticking up in all directions, he paused at the door to the bathroom, hand on the knob, as she asked for his name. He wasn't surprised she didn't know it already - even though he was a prince, he wasn't first in line for the throne. People knew his brother and sister; Kaz was just the troublesome younger sibling that pulled to many pranks and caused trouble with every shift of his gaze. "It's Kaz," he said with a smile, turning so he could look her in the eye.
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Post by tardisflame459 on Oct 12, 2016 10:42:41 GMT -5
It is all right,)
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Post by Deleted on Oct 12, 2016 14:39:43 GMT -5
Alice smiled a little when she saw him mess with his hair. He looked goofy, but in a cute way. But it was not a large smile. "Kaz. I'll remember that." She told him, sure that she would not forget. Alice never forgets names or faces. Her memory was forced to be sharper so she knew her targets. It was a relief to remember the face it someone she does not have to kill. If the council saw what she was doing now, conversing with someone of his status, Alice would be long dead by now. Stabbed most likely. That was their favorite way besides beheading to dispose of assassins they no longer needed. Or wanted. She would be on that list now. Or the very latest, an hour from now. They were very picky about time. "I'm Alice by the way." She felt weird introducing herself, she was never allowed to until now. It felt like freedom. Alice began taking off her boots and archer's gloves and onto the floor. They were soaked anyway and she could wash them later. Although, not too much later. She did not want to get him into trouble with his parents.
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bad bitch
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if i punch myself and it hurts am i too weak or too strong
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Post by 𝕛𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕤 on Oct 12, 2016 14:50:36 GMT -5
Kaz's smile widened despite himself. "Alice," he repeated, as if testing the name on his tongue, before turning the knob and exiting the bathroom, letting her have her privacy. He felt strangely light, even though he was shivering and there was still a storm raging outside. The rain pelted his window, lightning illuminating the shadows every few heartbeats, but Kaz didn't mind. Shaking the water out of his hair, Kaz's nimble fingers went to the collar of his shirt, making quick work of the buttons. He let out a small sigh of relief when he peeled the freezing garment away from his body, feeling warmer already. He made his way to his dresser, searching for some dry clothes for himself as well as Alice. He found an old, worn shirt of his that would be tight on him now, as well as some soft cotton pants he wore to sleep, and set them aside for Alice. He supposed they'd work as long as she rolled the hem a few times.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 12, 2016 14:54:07 GMT -5
Want me to time skip to where she is done?)
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if i punch myself and it hurts am i too weak or too strong
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Post by 𝕛𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕤 on Oct 12, 2016 14:56:06 GMT -5
(sureeeee let's just say kaz cracked the door enough to slip the clothes in when she wasn't paying attention or somthn)
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Post by Deleted on Oct 12, 2016 16:16:42 GMT -5
Alice got out as quickly as she could, it was still slightly weird for her, but she greatly appreciated Kay's help all the same. He seemed like a trouble maker. Mainly because he was hiding a fugitive, but the way he spoke was another clue. He always had this hint of mischievousness in his gaze. And it was very attractive. She always dreamed of meeting someone who was daring, spoke his mind, and kept a sense of humor the whole time. Alice thought she would be the luckiest girl in the world if she could only just meet someone like that, and it seems she has. Alice got dressed quickly, her hair still wet but she tried to not let it bother her. She was used to having wet hair for long periods of time. Her hair was thick and absorbed water like a towel. It would be a few hours before it dried. But it didn't really matter, she shouldn't care, Alice should be happy someone at least pretended they cared about her. Alice stepped out after getting dressed. She felt like a blob in his clothes. He was obviously not her size in anything, but he wouldn't judge her, Kaz was the one who gave her the clothes. Alice left the bathroom with her other clothes in hand, "I feel like a blob. I guess that's what I get for being short." She said in a tone that made it sound like a complaint and joke at the same time.
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bad bitch
𝕛𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕤
if i punch myself and it hurts am i too weak or too strong
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Post by 𝕛𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕤 on Oct 12, 2016 16:30:17 GMT -5
Once Kaz had changed into dry clothes (a thin, black cotton shirt with sleeves that came to a stop at his wrist bones and dark pants, leaving his feet and hands bare), he sat cross legged on his bed and waited for Alice to finish. His hair was still damp, but he'd used a towel to dry it off somewhat, so he supposed it could be worse. His fingers were stiff with the chill, and his knee throbbed, so he used one hand to massage the tendon, hoping to alleviate some of the ache. He was looking out the window, watching the storm, when Alice emerged. He turned to look at her and smiled at the sight. "You're beautiful," he said, voice ringing with sincerity, warmth coloring his tone. Glancing at her soaking hair, he picked up the towel he'd used to dry his own that he'd laid beside him and stood, managing not to wince as his bad leg disagreed with the movement. He stopped when they were close enough for him to cover her hair with the towel, squeezing out the excess water. "Wouldn't want you to get a cold, yeah?"
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Post by Deleted on Oct 12, 2016 16:41:04 GMT -5
Alice thought that Kaz could wear anything and not make a fool of himself. Because everyone would know when he put on an embarrassing outfit. It would be on purpose and she could see them laughing with him instead of at Kaz. She however, felt that Alice could only wear certain things. Maybe because all she wore when she was out of regulation clothing was pajamas. Meaning she was in bed, the only time Alice was not busy with something. She let him dry her hair without hesitation but rolled her eyes when he called her beautiful. Alice felt far from it. But Kaz can say and think what he wants. Everyone has different opinions. She tied the shirt in a knot that Alice learned how to do. She found this useful for both holding hostages and tying clothing. Maybe there were some small advantages to her career. "I'm not that pretty. But I won't stop you from saying it." The water that was left in her hair kept it from getting too out of control. That was her go to hair product: water. The higher class had things like lotions and weird butter like solutions thay kept their hair from getting frizzy. She either brushed it like normal or added a bit of water when it decided to not cooperate.
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bad bitch
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if i punch myself and it hurts am i too weak or too strong
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Post by 𝕛𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕤 on Oct 12, 2016 16:54:47 GMT -5
"Good, 'cause I wouldn't stop if you tried," he teased, making sure he'd done all he could before he released her to hang up the towel on one of the various hooks just inside his bathroom. When he returned to her, he brought raised eyebrows and unspoken questions with him. "So, anything you want to talk about?" he asked, studying her face. He wouldn't push her to talk about what she'd been through. Sometimes it was better not to talk about things - to not have to relive them. It dawned on him that he'd have to think of a way to keep her presence hidden, at least until he figured out a real plan. So far, he'd decided that, if she was found within the castle, that she was a girl from the town he'd requested the presence of. It wasn't unheard of for a member of the royal family to seek partners outside the castle - far from it, in fact. No one would question her presence as long as it was clear Kaz wanted her there. It was what came after the initial story that weighed heavily on his mind. He wasn't naive enough to think that no one would come after her.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 12, 2016 17:03:54 GMT -5
Alice tried to not let it show that she was a bit jittery inside when he was close to her. She didn't like people getting too close, it made her mind think of all the ways she could be killed from such a short distance. The council would be proud to hear of that, but to Alice it was sickening. Something that made her want to throw up, but she tried to act as if she was okay with it. It was hard though. Alice tried to get her mind off of the subject when he asked her a question. "How many other fugitives have you sheltered?" She asked, giving a very light laugh. Alice had not laughed in a while, it felt nice to do so. "You seem to know how to treat the female ones." Alice looked into his eyes. She prayed that this was not a trick. That he did mean it when he said that she was beautiful. However, she should not allow anything to get to her head. Alice was not sure how much of what he said was true. Prince or not a prince.
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bad bitch
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if i punch myself and it hurts am i too weak or too strong
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Post by 𝕛𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕤 on Oct 12, 2016 17:14:45 GMT -5
Kaz was surprised by her question, and he laughed, letting his fingers brush her arm even though he knew they'd be freezing. "You'd be the first," he answered honestly, meeting her gaze with unflinching confidence. He picked up on her nervousness with his proximity, so he took a step back, sitting on the edge of his bed to relieve some of the pressure on his leg. Kaz shrugged good-naturedly at her second comment, letting his eyes drift to the other side of the room. "I'm a prince, after all. The gentlemanly trait was branded into my skin the day I was born." There was an audible bittersweet quality to his tone, making it clear that that quality wasn't one he'd requested. Not that he was against that specific piece of his personality - it was more of his upbringing as a whole that he detested. He'd been dreaming of what it would be like to be average, freedom clutched in his hands, since he was a young boy.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 12, 2016 17:24:38 GMT -5
Alice felt her body relax when he sat down at the foot of his bed. Hopefully she would get used to him being close to her, she liked it in a sense but then her mind went back to what she was taught. Everything seemed to go down hill from that point. Alice ran her fingers through her short hair, moving it out of her face at the same time. Alice has been tempted to cut off her bangs a few times, just to get them out of the way, but she liked how they made a sweeping motion and kept it. No matter how annoying they got. "I suppose we both have things we want to change about ourselves. At least your parents know you exist..." she did not mean to mention her parents but it just kind of came out. Alice went and sat down against the wall with the wind was she climbed through. Alice had to admit, her situation had to be a little humorous. Her being in the troublemaking prince's room of all places and Kaz helping her because he could. "But anyway, what would your mom think if she came in? What would you do?" Alice was very curious. She assumed his mother would not be too pleased to say the least.
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if i punch myself and it hurts am i too weak or too strong
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Post by 𝕛𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕤 on Oct 12, 2016 17:36:07 GMT -5
Kaz's eyes followed her movements, expression content. Sometimes I wish they would forget I existed, he thought to himself, but didn't say aloud. Though nothing had been able to keep him from sneaking off palace grounds as of yet, he dreamed of a place where it wouldn't be an issue, where he could go anywhere and be anything, liberated from his cage that was so carefully blanketed by his brother's shadow. He wondered what it would be like not to be known as Cedric's little brother or the first princess's twin, but as Kaz. He snapped out of his haze when Alice asked him about his mother, feeling a mischievous smile tug at the corners of his mouth. "Why, I'd tell her I'd spotted a maiden outside the castle so enchantingly alluring that I simply couldn't resist bringing back to my quarters. I'm sure that would placate her quickly enough. She always is pestering me in finding a partner, after all. Even second princes should carry on the line, and all that." Kaz waggled his eyebrows teasingly as he spoke.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 12, 2016 17:53:29 GMT -5
Alice kept her full attention on him, even as he went into his dreamy state. She wondered what he was thinking, but she did not see it as her place to ask. He seemed like the perfect combination of things. So far anyway. Kaz was handsome, smart, funny, and mischievous. She found herself wondering what other impressive qualities he held. Alice's qualities would not amount to much unless she was a head guard or worked for criminal organizations. Which one of those she already did. Life was great wasn't it? Alice wanted to glare at her own thoughts, knowing how much she was not enjoying life. Alice started blushing again when he told her his excuse in the event his mother did come in. Why was he always making her feel that way? It wasn't bad but... "So all your mom is concerned about with you is that you look presentable and have kids? Parents are great aren't they? If my mother saw me she would ask if she knew me from somewhere. So, I can do what I want pretty much. Well, I could if the council wasn't in the way of that." Alice smiled, but it was not a real one, just something to lighten the mood a little. "I'm sure if you told your brother or sister that story they would assume your lying? Siblings know each other better than anyone."
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bad bitch
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if i punch myself and it hurts am i too weak or too strong
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Post by 𝕛𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕤 on Oct 12, 2016 18:17:28 GMT -5
( sorry for poofing i'm working on a new rp and its taking me forever hngg )
Kaz barked out a laugh, running his nimble fingers along the edge of his mattress absentmindedly. "I wish that was all they cared about. There's also the 'yes, Kaz, you have attend the millionth royal meeting outlining our shipments of green thread for the next year,' and the 'no, Kaz, you're not to wander outside the castle, stay in your quarters and take your singing lessons,' and the 'have fun while your young, Kaz, but make sure you know that we will choose a bride for you when the time is right, even though you'll probably hate her.'" He paused, taking a breath. He got occasionally worked up when it came to his parents. Not that he hated them, he just...wished they were different. "Want to trade?" he offered, laughing weakly. "My brother and sister would know immediately you were a former-assassin, of course. That notion would be much more plausible to them than me actually inviting someone into my quarters."
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Post by Deleted on Oct 12, 2016 18:29:49 GMT -5
Alice laughed a little with him, and she understood why his life would be so boring. She loved going outside and exploring new things, and being trapped in a castle would be the last place she wished to be kept. Besides a grave anyway. But her eyes widened when he said 'singing lessons'. He sings too? Alice was tempted to pinch herself to make sure this was all still real. She was talking to this perfect man like he was already her friend and giving her compliments, saying Alice is beautiful and smart. This had to be a dream right? If this was, Alice hoped she would never wake up. "Even I don't want your parents. No offense." Alice would rather be able to dumb things than nothing at all. Mistakes were how you learn. Although, she did not have room for mistakes. She knew that we'll. "How would they know I'm an assassin? We're not allowed to show our face. Unless their creeps thay have watched us." She laughed lightly, hoping she did not offend Kaz.
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bad bitch
𝕛𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕤
if i punch myself and it hurts am i too weak or too strong
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Post by 𝕛𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕤 on Oct 12, 2016 18:39:26 GMT -5
Kaz laughed, shrugging his shoulders. "None taken. I'd be concerned if you did." This was by far the strangest situation he'd been in. He was alone in his room with an assassin, and he wasn't afraid. If he'd said that aloud to anyone, they'd probably think he was crazy. Maybe he was, a little. If someone asked, he doubted he'd be able to explain his actions. Any sane person would have immediately called for help, but something had told him immediately that this was a girl he needed to protect. She could kill him in a thousand ways, each more creative than the last, but felt an uncontrollable desire to keep her out of harm's way. "Cedric wouldn't, but honestly, now that you mention it, that sounds right up Amira's alley. Any girl that used to pretend she was part elf would surely be interested in the inner workings of an assassin council."
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Post by Deleted on Oct 12, 2016 18:50:47 GMT -5
Alice giggled when Kaz said that he would be concerned if she wanted them. We're they thay bad? Or was he exaggerating because he was the rebel of the family? That might have been the case, and it was tempting for her to take him to climb the castle walls and just show him the outside world. But for one thing it was raining. And she would not be safe out in the open unless he had guards, but that would just ruin the moment. Or, whatever moments he imagined it to be. Alice patted the spot next to her, to motion for him to sit by her. She would rather talk to him closer, and this would be the only way to get rid of her fears. "Your family sounds about as odd as mine. An elf though? Not trying to be rude, but was she dropped as a little kid?" She laughed a little, even though it was a bad thing to laugh at. She usually did, especially when most jokes made at the organization were about death anyway. His sister sounded weird though, why would she be curious about something like that? A Princess to make matters worse.
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bad bitch
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if i punch myself and it hurts am i too weak or too strong
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Post by 𝕛𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕤 on Oct 12, 2016 19:07:19 GMT -5
"I wonder that every day," Kaz responded, pushing himself off of the foot of his bed as she motioned for him to join her by the window. He all but collapsed next to her, too lazy and too stiff to be concerned with making a graceful landing. He leaned his head back until it bumped against the wall softly, not making an effort to move away when his shoulder and leg pressed against Alice's. He'd let her put distance between them if that's what she wanted. He rested both hands in his lap, fingers curled. "I love them, though," he murmured suddenly, voice open and honest. "Both of them. More than anything, usually. As much as I wish things were different, they're the one thing I'd want to stay the same." There were certainly days he told himself he hated Cedric, but he could never completely convince himself. He hated the circumstances, hated the way his brother was perceived as just an improved version of Kaz, with those blue eyes and commanding presence, but none of that was Cedric's fault, and Kaz knew it.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 12, 2016 19:18:29 GMT -5
Alice didn't move when he sat next to her, fighting herself to stay put if she was going to get over any fear that the assassins had put in her. She smiled when Kaz just plopped down next to her. He didn't seem to care about how he acted around company. The only company Alice ever got was the other assassins who shared a barrack. They were not exactly the friendliest crowd, but what do you expect from them? She knew the answer to that already. Alice turned her head to look up at him, their height difference still obvious even when they sat down. Her face was close to his since early was already sitting close to her, but Alice attempted to not be awkward about it. "It must be nice to have siblings. I don't remember ever hearing that I had any. Even if I did, it would not make much of a difference now." Alice moved her gaze to the floor and then back at Kaz, "You seem to want to leave this place. Why don't you?" Alice still thought about maybe taking him outside the walls. Maybe he has already done it.
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bad bitch
𝕛𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕤
if i punch myself and it hurts am i too weak or too strong
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Post by 𝕛𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕤 on Oct 12, 2016 19:34:35 GMT -5
Kaz smiled, but it didn't reach his eyes. "I have," he said, turning his head away from her so that he was facing straight ahead. His eyes closed on their own accord, and he didn't fight them. "I used to sneak out all the time when I was a kid. The first time I did it, I went right through the front gates, under everyone's nose. They put the entire castle under lockdown, convinced I'd been taken by someone that wanted a reward. Imagine their surprise when they found me in my room half a day later, completely unharmed. I'd been nine at the time, so I suppose I can understand their panic. My father was furious." The memory brought a more genuine smile to his lips. Things were simpler then. "Sneaking around the guards has always been easy. They're much too loud in that armor, and I'm good at being invisible, so they don't stand a chance. I learned how to climb properly pretty soon after that. I'd always had a knack for it, but after I broke my leg scaling the castle wall when I was seven, my mother wouldn't let me near anything with handholds. So I learned to climb without them. Never did heal right, though." His hand found his bad knee on it's own, unconsciously protecting the weak joint. He didn't quite know why he was telling Alice all this - they'd only just met, and he was telling her all about him. If she ever wanted to hurt him, he'd drawn her a map of his body, pointing out his weakness in bright red ink. It felt good, though, to talk to someone.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 12, 2016 19:52:29 GMT -5
Alice watched as he moved his hand over his bad leg, to the spot where she assumed he had hurt it. She felt empathy for him, she did not hurt her leg but she has gotte hurt before obviously. However, Alice could see him sneaking past guards and just being the type of person that was always up for a prank. Whether he planned it or not. Her gaze went back to him though. "As long as we're talking about injuries..." Alice turned her right arm over, her good arm. Since she was not wearing long sleeve there was no need for her to move the sleeve out of the way. She traced her nail along the scar that ran from the bend of her arm to where the sleeves of her long shirts would end. It was next to where her vein was. Her commanders knew not to go over the vein or else she would die, but they wanted her to feel pain and watch as the blood flowed from her. Therefore, they kept the cut close. "I got this from one of my commanders. He only allowed us to call him Koba." Alice did not take her eyes off of the permanent mark, the longer she looked at it, the more vivid the memories became. "It was from about two or three years ago." Her face hardened as she thought about it. A mix of anger, fear, and concentration. "I was practicing with some of the other girls from my unit. We were doing a sword play tournament. One would expect that whoever died obviously lost but they said that it you were touched in a critical area then you lost. I'm not good with swords. So Koba made an example of me. He called me a waste of space, useless, that I would never amount to anything. We haven't even began the sword play training yet. He..." she paused, trying to get her thoughts in order, "...he told me that he knew my abilities already, that I deserved what was coming to me. And...before I knew what was happening, there was a knife. His hand kept me from trying to free my arm, and another one of his rank, held me still. Koba struck. His knife moved slowly, he wanted me to scream..." she stopped. Alice shook her head, trying to clear her thoughts. Her features still hard with concentration and bad memories. "I'm sorry, I know you probably don't want to hear about that." Alice looked at her scar still, but lowered her arm.
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if i punch myself and it hurts am i too weak or too strong
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Post by 𝕛𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕤 on Oct 12, 2016 20:20:16 GMT -5
Kaz let his head fall to the side so he could look at her, dark eyes studying her face as she spoke. He kept quiet, not wanting to interrupt her and stop her from opening up to him, as angry as what she was saying made him. His hands clenched tightly, indescribable rage filling him she continued. Someone had hurt her, and something inside him screamed for blood. Trained assassin or no, if he ever met this Koba face to face, he didn't want to think about what he'd do. Forcing his hands to relax, Kaz reached out, trailing his thumb along the scar. His heart clenched, mind racing. "Don't be ridiculous," he said, perhaps a bit harder than he'd intended. Not because of her, but because of what she'd gone through. He hated it. "I want to hear everything about you. Even the things you don't want to talk about. I want to know it all." Moving his hands down her arms, Kaz laced their fingers together, giving her ample time to pull away in case she was uncomfortable.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 12, 2016 20:43:18 GMT -5
Alice's skin tingled when he drew his thumb over her scar. It sent a shiver up her spine but she did not jerk her arm away. She held it in place. She watched though as he traced his thumb over the scar. They both seemed to have permanent injuries. Except her's was more a visual reminder rather than a physical. She was caught by surprise though when Kaz went down to her hand and laced their fingers together. Alice did not grip his hand, but she did not pull away either. She just sat still. However, when he talked, she just stared at either their hand or arm. "That's a first for me. Someone asking me how I feel I mean. I'm supposed to keep my emotions from coming forward and out to the world." Alice bit her lip and then replied, "They are considered distractions. Except for pain. Pain was something they either inflicted on us, or we did to others. But, when I was there, no one seemed to mind. They almost liked it in a sense. The only reason I know different was because I talked to someone from the outside a couple years ago. I'm glad I did. And I'm surprised no one found out." She let out a small sigh. It was hard finding a place to start talking about what she did and went through. But Alice figured that was a good place to start. "I hated not being able to explain myself to others though. To explain that I was there involuntarily. But I was never allowed to."
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if i punch myself and it hurts am i too weak or too strong
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Post by 𝕛𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕤 on Oct 12, 2016 21:31:48 GMT -5
Kaz squeezed her hand a little tighter, unfazed by her ultimate lack of reciprocation. He'd be there for comfort even if it wasn't something she could admit to herself to wanting. He stayed silent as she spoke, listening to each word with his entire focus. The wind had quieted significantly, and the rain was a dull sound compared to it's earlier intensity. "You are now," he said once she'd quieted, thumb moving back and forth along the side of her hand. "You're allowed to do whatever you want. I'll keep you safe here. As long as I'm here, I'll make sure you never have to go through any of that ever again. Okay?" He met her gaze resolutely, face hard with determination. He'd never meant anything more in a long time, and it was obvious in both his tone and his expression. His eyes were nearly black in the dim lighting - he realized that the sun had fallen drastically since Alice had first burst through his window.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 12, 2016 21:44:08 GMT -5
Alice ever so slightly gripped his hand tighter. It wasn't by much, but she felt like she needed something to help support her. Even if she was sitting down. Alice looked up from there hands and to Kaz's face. He was very handsome. His eyes were a gray like color, but when she realized that it as getting late they grew darker. She has not seen too many eye colors like that. But they were mesmerizing all the same. "It's nice to hear that. And I'm trusting you the that you mean it." Alice kept her eyes locked with his. Alice thought her eyes were her most beautiful feature. Brown with green and gold flecks in them. Most people only had one solid color. "How can I pay you back Kaz?" She asked with sincerity in her tone. Alice felt that she had to make this up to him somehow. She was okay with anything really make as long as it saved her skin and his. "You've done a lot for me. You do realize you're putting your life on the line right?" Alice wanted to make sure he knew what he was getting into before he did get hurt. Hopefully he would not though.
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if i punch myself and it hurts am i too weak or too strong
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Post by 𝕛𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕤 on Oct 12, 2016 21:52:52 GMT -5
Once she locked gazes with him, Kaz found himself unable to look away. She made him feel extraordinarily plain, and he suspected she'd laugh at him if her told her as much. She was the kind of pretty that drew his gaze and kept it there, made him feel like he was a twelve year old kid with a crush on the girl that played with him on the castle grounds. She was so much all at once, and he couldn't help but feel a little humbled by it. "You don't have to do anything for me," he said with a soft smile and a slight shake of his head. If she stayed here, safe - that's all he wanted. Putting his life on the line felt like a small price to pay to make sure she stayed breathing. And if he did get hurt - well. A little danger might just be exactly what he needs.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 13, 2016 6:14:12 GMT -5
He is so handsome Alice though, but she would never say this out loud. That would make things a little awkward. But it was very true. Kaz's toned body and tall stature balanced him out, and his personality just makes him even better. If it was possible. Alice could almost feel Kaz looking into her past as he stared at her. Alice could not determine what she saw in his eyes besides the reflection of her own. Did he really believe her to be that pretty? Alice hoped so. "Are you sure? That seems like a pretty crappy trade off." Alice smiled. She was starting to feel more comfortable around Kaz. He has been one of the only males that has not tried to harm her in some way. It was nice to feel wanted and safe. Alice gripped his hand tighter, letting her fingers close around his knuckles softly as they interlocked their fingers. Kaz was a very different prince in her opinion. He could ask for something and have it brought to him, but he seemed to not care for those luxuries. Alice figured he wanted freedom as much as she did.
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bad bitch
𝕛𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕤
if i punch myself and it hurts am i too weak or too strong
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Post by 𝕛𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕤 on Oct 13, 2016 8:44:53 GMT -5
Kaz felt his smile widen when her hand closed around his. Even though it was a small thing, it meant the world to him. It was progress - more than he could have hoped for. He could tell she was much more relaxed than before and it did wonders on easing his mind. "Agree to disagree, then," he replied, almost surprised by how much he meant it. There was nothing he wanted from her besides her presence. That was more than enough. He couldn't begin to describe how lonely things got in this huge, empty castle - with his brother absorbed in his duties and his sister learning how to be a proper princess, it often felt like Kaz was an only child. He saw little of both of them, these days. Simply having someone to sit by him and share a few words was a blessing in itself. The sun had begun to dip into the horizon, and bright shades of red and orange bled through the window, coloring Kaz's room with multicolored light. Though it had begun to get late, Kaz was wide awake. He felt like he could run for miles and miles.
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