Word Count :: 390 :: Zalen is going to touch her now, hopefully she doesn’t bite his hand off. BTW, using the most ridiculous word of the day ever in this one, I’m sure you can’t miss it.
When Lucia could hardly contain a smile it warmed his heart. So this femme did have a soul of some kind it seemed. Her quiet laughter caused his heart so skip a beat, it was like the tinkling of broken bells and it was lovely. There were aspects of her that did in fact lend themselves to her name sake, like glimmers of bright light in the abyss. These parts of her the overwhelming good in him clung too while the ostracized dark part of his soul lusted after the rest of her.
‘You’re a strange creature’ she said and his head cocked so ever slightly to the side as the grin crept back onto his features. As confusing as this girl was to him he was to her and this made him no longer feel at a disadvantage in this situation. She seemed to be struggling to get every word out and he knew conversation like this was probably few and far between for her as it was for him as a well. And the way she spit out the sentence ‘You’re not so bad… for a man,’ revealed even more into her dark soul. Her father killing her mother, strike one against men; her killing her father for fun, strike two. Now the last piece of the puzzle was whatever strike three had been, something as traumatizing as her mother being killed most likely. But now was not the time to ask that question, now was the time to calm her nerves. Zalen wouldn’t hurt her, he couldn’t even if he tried. She was like an inverted mirror of himself and she was also like his mother. Lucia would be the last person on earth to receive his scorn now, even though they had only spent about half an hour together.
“You’re not so bad either… for a woman.” And now that he was in a zugzwang, Zalen took a risk. He stepped towards her and gently pushed that annoyed strand from her cheek with a sharp claw. He hesitated only for a moment before touching her, realizing this was probably a bad idea, but nothing ventured nothing gained. As the forefinger pad of his paw moved against her cheek he felt for the first time her warmth and the soft nature of her fur. He inwardly shuddered.
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