Doctor Disharmony
Senior Member
Her own soul flared at this strong presence. How peculiar. She could literally feel the friction between her own wavelength and him, like two magnets attempting to force themselves away from one another in a desperate attempt of escape.
Zachary seemed to be hiding behind her. Aria could sense his sudden anxiety, his tension, his confusion.
She was not confused, more like curious.
The pressure being placed onto her own soul by this stranger's was incredibly forceful. It was as though even subconsciously, this person radiated an intensity to this level.
Interesting.
The girl brushed her hair behind her ears, raising an eyebrow in obvious inquiry. From her position she gained a proper view of this gentlemen.
He was much larger then she had anticipated, being adorned within a heavyset of natural muscles. He emitted strength and prowess, it being quite clear how he might intimidate and even frighten others.She couldn't help but notice the scars that decorated his rough skin. It almost reminded her of her own physical craters, forever bound onto her body as his were to himself. Judging by the position, the length, the depth of these markings, she would say they were made by a mixture of blade injuries and that of a whip.
He truly was battle worn.
But as her bright pupils trailed up every tendon and exposed view of scarred flesh.......the very irises of her eyes grew into a dark emerald at seeing his face.
Another mask.
What.
The.
Hell?
Why the hell was she placed into an enclosed area with two young men who chose to keep their facial features hidden? This was an outrage! How can Lord Death expect her to attempt control regarding her urges of experimentation when he placed two enormous questions directly on a silver platter in plain sight?
The old man must be trying to cause her to perform arson, were he to make such a decision.
And while Zachary's cloak of secrets was in the form of a cat-like piece.....this man's reminded her of a silvery, black moth. As though it was made of shadow and dropped onto a coating of blood so thick it appeared to be leather.
Her gloved fingers twitched to rip his off, to teleport directly onto his head and set the damnable mask to fire.
That, however, would be for another time.
A time when she was not being so closely monitored.
"Who the f*ck...?
Aria folded her arms. His voice rang from beneath his cloaked mouth, dark and haunting in its smoothness. How ironic should a man with such a beaten and damaged body could pertain to having a natural tone that was so enchantingly dark. But, she of course was not at all intimidated in the least, if that was his intention.
She walked forward, her boots gentle against the ground as they lightly padded towards him in her natural stroll of calamity.
"I should be inquiring to you the very same question. Spade, is it?" Aria came to the other side of the stove. Why was he making food?
She actually had to look up at him. He happened to be much taller then her, and though she was apparently oblivious to this factor.
"Do you always present such revealing attire, or is this a strange form of greetings towards your new....."
The girl twirled her hand.
" "roommates" ?"
Zachary seemed to be hiding behind her. Aria could sense his sudden anxiety, his tension, his confusion.
She was not confused, more like curious.
The pressure being placed onto her own soul by this stranger's was incredibly forceful. It was as though even subconsciously, this person radiated an intensity to this level.
Interesting.
The girl brushed her hair behind her ears, raising an eyebrow in obvious inquiry. From her position she gained a proper view of this gentlemen.
He was much larger then she had anticipated, being adorned within a heavyset of natural muscles. He emitted strength and prowess, it being quite clear how he might intimidate and even frighten others.She couldn't help but notice the scars that decorated his rough skin. It almost reminded her of her own physical craters, forever bound onto her body as his were to himself. Judging by the position, the length, the depth of these markings, she would say they were made by a mixture of blade injuries and that of a whip.
He truly was battle worn.
But as her bright pupils trailed up every tendon and exposed view of scarred flesh.......the very irises of her eyes grew into a dark emerald at seeing his face.
Another mask.
What.
The.
Hell?
Why the hell was she placed into an enclosed area with two young men who chose to keep their facial features hidden? This was an outrage! How can Lord Death expect her to attempt control regarding her urges of experimentation when he placed two enormous questions directly on a silver platter in plain sight?
The old man must be trying to cause her to perform arson, were he to make such a decision.
And while Zachary's cloak of secrets was in the form of a cat-like piece.....this man's reminded her of a silvery, black moth. As though it was made of shadow and dropped onto a coating of blood so thick it appeared to be leather.
Her gloved fingers twitched to rip his off, to teleport directly onto his head and set the damnable mask to fire.
That, however, would be for another time.
A time when she was not being so closely monitored.
"Who the f*ck...?
Aria folded her arms. His voice rang from beneath his cloaked mouth, dark and haunting in its smoothness. How ironic should a man with such a beaten and damaged body could pertain to having a natural tone that was so enchantingly dark. But, she of course was not at all intimidated in the least, if that was his intention.
She walked forward, her boots gentle against the ground as they lightly padded towards him in her natural stroll of calamity.
"I should be inquiring to you the very same question. Spade, is it?" Aria came to the other side of the stove. Why was he making food?
She actually had to look up at him. He happened to be much taller then her, and though she was apparently oblivious to this factor.
"Do you always present such revealing attire, or is this a strange form of greetings towards your new....."
The girl twirled her hand.
" "roommates" ?"