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Casually brushes her fingers through his hair before taking a few strands and makes a small braid with them.

The sudden feeling of one's hands roaming his hair causes his body to stiffen and eyes flicker to the cause. When seeing the familiar silver-haired girl he lets himself relax though he is unsure as to what she is doing...or why for that matter. Still he does not find it unpleasant as small sort of chuckle escapes thin lips. "Your actions never cease to surprise me," a low mumble before eyes close to relax to another's touch.

It is only a matter of moments before he feels her hands leave his hair and he sees her calm smile as if she were admiring her work. Tanned hands reach up to feel the decoration, pulling it as far forward as he could in order to see it. "This is...different. You prefer my hair braided?"

#[ are we stealing leliana's hairstyle cause that'd be neat-o]#[ now he's just going to keep playing with it like 8I how does this not bother others i dont understand]#tranquil storms;#anivara

{♤};;— Already just hearing those words come from him— knowing that he was there— It meant so much to her. That fear that had begun to well up within her had begun to recede ever so slightly. Still— she shook slightly. Her throat seemed to close up as she tried so hard to calm down. Slender fingers reached out and wrapped around his wrist weakly, her gaze remained on the ground.

He was there.

He wasn’t some taunting image caused by the Darkness, he was real and he was there with her now. “Please—” She choked out, “Please don’t leave me.”

Not like the others…

I don’t want to be alone anymore.

Green eyes watch the other's reactions, from the way her body slightly trembled at his words to the way that her fingers loosely gripped his wrist----all of it. He remained silent and still while awaiting a response from her beyond the physical things keen observational skills were able to pick up. There were so many phrases he contemplated on saying, anything to explain his disappearance but they all collapsed upon hearing Ebony's words.

P l e a s e d o n ' t l e a v e m e.

A low hm leaves him as dark eyebrows furrow---Is this guilt he feels? Or perhaps frustration towards the lack of skills he possesses in this area? Every thought and word he wants to say to her jumble together until the only thing he can figure to do is bring her roughly into his awkward embrace as he clings to her almost childlike.

"Forgive me...I made you worry," low and soft his voice whispered against her ear. Do not worry, I am always here.

#anivara #[awkward embraces for the awkward bebes ;~;]#tranquil storms;

anivara:

{♤};;— Ebony approached him slowly and stopped before him— she stopped before him and did not meet his gaze. Was she actually going to do this? Already she could feel the nervousness coursing through her body, she fidgeted slightly with her hands before took a deep breath and her gaze met his. Her hands lifted and she let her cool fingers run over his cheek before she cupped his face in them. She couldn’t believe what she was doing, that she was actually going to do something like this. She rose up, hesitating once her face neared his, her gaze flickering downwards with a blush coloring her cheeks before she shut her eyes and closed the distance between them.

Soft lips pressed against his, a light fluttering feeling in her heart once the contact was made— it was something that she had forgotten. The feel of another person under her hands, her heart thumping against her chest like a drum— it was something that she hadn’t realized she had missed so dearly. Yet— here she was— with someone that she had begun to care about more than usual— one that would always still the disruptive waves of her mind.

A soft sigh fell from her lips as she tilted her head a bit more to deepen the kiss, her hands slipped from his face and rested on his chest as the kiss became more tender— that was when she caught herself, realizing what she was doing and she pulled away abruptly. Stormy grey eyes were wide as she stared at Fenris before glancing down and clearing her throat, a deep rose blush spreading across her pale cheeks. Of all things that could have happened— this was by far one of the things that she had enjoyed the most.

Ebony became aware of how close they were standing and she dropped her hands from his chest and took a small step back in order to give him some room, “Perhaps—” The huskiness in her voice put her off. A fist rose to her mouth and she coughed into it, “Perhaps I should have warned you.” She said softly.

Eyes grow wide upon the sensation of another's touch on his face, eyebrows furrowing in response. He would never truly become accustomed to a sudden touch though with said person----He was beginning to find comfort in it. In all of it. The slightly shaking chilled hand running down the side of his face, those emerald eyes of his watching every slight reaction on her face trying to figure out her intentions.

He didn't have to seek for long as she pressed her lips against his, his eyebrows raising in surprise and his body freezing before allowing instincts to take over. She had always caught him off guard but it was certainly more so lately---Not that he would complain about it. If it were left up to him to initiate these reactions then certainly they would rarely happen less his impulse drove him to do so.

Carefully he brings his hand up to cradle the back of her head, pulling her closer to him as her hands roam down to his chest. He could get used to this he supposes. And just as quickly did the thought run through his mind did Ebony pull away, her gaze avoiding the questioning one of the elf. Why?

And when she pulled away further, coughing away the embarrassment she held, he narrowed his eyes with one eyebrow lifted. "Perhaps," he mumbles in return before folding his arms across his body. Oh how desperately he wanted to grab her again and bring that peaceful feeling back---Yet he did not act. Instead he closed the space one again, his head turned slightly to the left. "I---," he begins before closing his mouth. No, that was not what he intended to say. His gaze moves to her once again, pure confusion displayed neatly. He could assume all that he wanted, it was not the same as the facts. "Why, Ebony?"

#[*laughs*]#[*cries*]#[*curls up in a ball*]#[also good luck on your tests o/]#tranquil storms;#anivara #ebonyredgrave