💪( zale & maya )
@eastxeffect send 💪 to pick up / carry my muse
Maya was anything but delicate. She’d been through more than she made obvious, an almost literal hell of explosions and gunfire and assassination attempts. Sometimes she came out unscathed, other times she was digging her own fingers into a wound to pull out bullets or metal fragments before they do her more harm. And never once had she felt like it was too much to handle. But this? Oh, god, she was in over her head here. She’d gone out of her way to try to meet him again, made guesses at where he might be despite how little she knew about him. He hadn’t been at the bar the last time she went, and she’d felt a little out of place without him to talk to. So she’d made a point of not going back again too soon. She’d try again another night. Maybe she’d be lucky. It wasn’t often she met someone she connected to the way she’d felt she’d connected to him, after all. That alone had been some kind of luck, right? Maya definitely hadn’t expected to see him at such an embarrassing time. It was just a scraped knee, nothing to worry about really. She’d had much worse. But even still, she decided to sit down there on the sidewalk just across from the beach and check it out, dust out any sand or other debris that might have gotten in it. Then she’d head out to the ocean like she’d wanted to do and let the water wash it clean (or, clean enough at least). When she heard his voice, she looked up at him, blinked a couple times in surprise. Ah, this was not how she imagined their next meeting would go, “Oh- yeah. I’m fine. It’s just a scrape.” She laughed softly, shyly, “it’s no big deal. It doesn’t even-” hurt. That’s what she was going to say. But he picked her up like it was just the natural thing to do and Maya felt a moment of panic. Though this panic was quickly followed by an odd sense of calm? Weird. “You didn’t have to-! It’s really not a big deal-!” But it wasn’t like she was in a position to argue. So, instead, she simply let herself relax against him a bit, “I wasn’t really paying attention to where I was going.” She admitted, “I was kind of more focused on getting to the beach than anything else.” And she’d almost made it, too. Maya glanced over at the water, the sand still littered in footprints though there were very few people still sitting at the ocean side at this time. Not perfect, but preferable to all the times it was packed, “What about you? Is there a reason you just so happened to be passing by? You weren’t following me, were you?” She joked, giving a laugh.