Stupid Birds (Kyrie)

[Kyrie Blaze]

It wasn't a surprise that David caught her other hand. Perhaps a little frustrating, but not surprising. Expected.

It was the smile that took her off-guard.

Kyrie's posture relaxed with a cautious blink as he let go, and her lips curved upwards in an answering, if slight, smile. One hand raised, and she quickly bumped it against his chest. Firm, but gentle. She'd proven herself to him in other ways, after all: the point wasn't to hurt, but to 'hit' once.

Her arm pulled back, hand lowered to her side, and she inclined her head before raising her gaze once more.

[David B.]

He put his hands behind his head, leaning back and stretching after she hit him.

"Yknow, I didnt always used to be a stick in the mud." he walked over toward the opening in the wall, looking out at the city. "There was a time when i was actually...well, enjoyable to be around. Now, people look at me and they expect a Leader, a warrior, a legend. Worthy of my title. But they forget I am a human too."

He turned back to her, a small smile on his face.

"Against all odds, I must admit im beginning to like you." Obviously not romantically, just as a person. He would continue. " And I think you'll remember your humanity, and mine, when you are one of us."

Yeah. He said when. Not if.

Flashing a wide, white toothed grin, David side-flipped out the window, taking to the sky and flying away into the sun.

OOC: /epiccornydeparture

[Kyrie Blaze]

"I would not say stick in the mud." She left it at that; thus far, he was still intriguing in his own ways of doing and accomplishing. "I think you need to surround yourself with people that see you are human, as well as the rest that makes you who you are, at present."

It was a thoughtful statement, but a smile crept its way over her lips once again; tiny, but present.

His trailing words were considered, carefully, and though she noted the difference between when - and not if - just like he had noted her choices of words, it didn't make her feel assured, or that she didn't have to try. If anything, she would strive ever-harder to continue being worthy.

With the grin and his exit, she smothered her laughter, her smile, and watched him race away on the wind. She reached up, sweeping her hands through her hair, and then folded the heavy mass into a braid. After a few moments, she resumed her sitting position on the ledge. Enjoy the day, and then continue on soon enough.