#lunarshield

[umbrisis]

          + lunar-shield​

           Challenging him under an unchanging stare, she can infer that he's attempting to keep something from her based on the nervous timbre of his laughter and the way he fidgets. Honey hues narrow ever so slightly and the commonplace ghost of a frown tweaks at her mouth. Drumming her fingertips impatiently against her forearm, she takes a step closer. Worst case scenario... her mind reeled back to the way he'd almost blurted her secret out loud in the library a few days before. Maybe she was just being paranoid. The reality could very well be something far more innocuous. But if he'd told anyone about her... At the notion itself, her glare intensified. In her voice, a biting warning. 

             ❝        Jaune. Is there something you're not telling me? ❞

[invicxus-blog]

+ lunar-shield

      SHE finds herself hesitating, still. In her hand she holds a box, wrapped with a blue ribbon on top. Many times over she'd convinced herself she would deliver it to him personally, just as a friend giving another friend a valentines gift, right? If she were to truly practice what she preached, she'd be more honest about her feelings, but... It was just going to be a last minute decision to leave it in his locker, she supposed. Said box contained a sword-patterned onesie (meant for sleepwear) and chocolates.

      Not that his sudden presence from behind her was to be expected, and when he does make himself known she freezes, almost. 

      "Oh-- Jaune! Hello. I...wasn't expecting to see you here so soon." Evidently surprised she blinks, box still in hand, and while her immediate inclination is to hide the box behind her, to which she still does (to very little effect), she smiles. Perhaps a little sheepish yet it is an attempt to draw out the self-confidence she holds more frequently, though in battle it usually was. 

[pathofloneliness]

{ lunar-shield }

❝ No means no, Jaune.       I don't change my mind easily. ❞

{ Though shades entirely comprised of penetrable flesh remain    lowered so as to conceal petrifying notes of everlasting winter,    there are no doubts lingering within her heart that might prove    themselves to be capable of vibrating the grounding on which    her assumption has been constructed. Were they to descry the    sight that has unexpectedly presented itself to her, shiny locks    of sunshine coupled with optimistic optics of sea blue would    surely acquaint themselves with her piercing gaze.  }

❝ That said, if you aren't here because of those     questions you asked during class, I suppose     I don't mind hearing what you have to say. ❞