04-03-2009, 11:48 PM
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There was something unsettling about the male's demeanor. She couldn't put her finger on it, but it was something that was just off about him. Yet it did not put her off, or make her want to turn away. It fascinated her, and she felt the desire to learn more about him, the stranger in the forest whom she didn't know. His gaze turned to her and Sabeen met it full on, not moving her body an inch, not giving in to his stare. Her own eyes of wheat stayed locked on to his, ignoring the heaviness they carried, her own shadowed with her own motives. She wanted to mirror him, to prove she could match him move by move: a lighter, meaner smirk twisted her broken lips. However, the lady did not move forward, not wanting to close the distance completely, to allow a veil of shadow to fall between them and keep the meeting that much more enigmatic.
His expression moved, but only slightly, before he spoke. She did not mind his judgment, if that was what it was. The world clearly did not want her, and so she spat on it and moved forward, holding only her grudges and vices to her name. A curt nod was offered at the name he gave. Sabeen drew her shoulders back as he finished closing the distance that separated them. The lady could not deny the flicker of fear that passed through her, but she ignored it and still held still, wondering what the man had in store. The touch, however trivial, led a shiver of excitement down her form. How long had it been since she had been so invigorated by another, in just a few brief moments of knowing them? The lick was more surprising than would have been swift death, something she expected at every moment these days. The lone animal allowed her eyes to fall shut, a puff of breath escaping her. 'Sabeen Thames.' She sighed, her voice sparked with desire, not sexual.
Sabeen didn't think to move away from the imposing black form, and so rested neatly on her haunches, titling her head slightly to see back into his black, black eyes once more.
Like a cancer scare In the dentist's chair
There was something unsettling about the male's demeanor. She couldn't put her finger on it, but it was something that was just off about him. Yet it did not put her off, or make her want to turn away. It fascinated her, and she felt the desire to learn more about him, the stranger in the forest whom she didn't know. His gaze turned to her and Sabeen met it full on, not moving her body an inch, not giving in to his stare. Her own eyes of wheat stayed locked on to his, ignoring the heaviness they carried, her own shadowed with her own motives. She wanted to mirror him, to prove she could match him move by move: a lighter, meaner smirk twisted her broken lips. However, the lady did not move forward, not wanting to close the distance completely, to allow a veil of shadow to fall between them and keep the meeting that much more enigmatic.
His expression moved, but only slightly, before he spoke. She did not mind his judgment, if that was what it was. The world clearly did not want her, and so she spat on it and moved forward, holding only her grudges and vices to her name. A curt nod was offered at the name he gave. Sabeen drew her shoulders back as he finished closing the distance that separated them. The lady could not deny the flicker of fear that passed through her, but she ignored it and still held still, wondering what the man had in store. The touch, however trivial, led a shiver of excitement down her form. How long had it been since she had been so invigorated by another, in just a few brief moments of knowing them? The lick was more surprising than would have been swift death, something she expected at every moment these days. The lone animal allowed her eyes to fall shut, a puff of breath escaping her. 'Sabeen Thames.' She sighed, her voice sparked with desire, not sexual.
Sabeen didn't think to move away from the imposing black form, and so rested neatly on her haunches, titling her head slightly to see back into his black, black eyes once more.