“She says nothing at all, but simply stares upward into the dark sky and watches, with sad eyes, the slow dance of the infinite stars.” ― Neil Gaiman, Stardust
« She who conquered the voice of sound »
Oh. [He became interested when she told him what she was doing with the shadows. He had seen Astrid use hers to do a few things, but not to make shapes. The door behind him remained open as he moved to sit on the floor, wanting to watch if she’d let him.] Will you show me? What you were doing with the shadows? Or trying to, I mean.
[Mia sits up in her position, pressing her back against a nearby wall. She cocks a dark brow, a tad surprised at Otto’s question. She smiles softly, tilting her head leftwards.] Yeah, sure. [She presses her lips together, her gaze wandering down to her pal as her slender fingers begin to curl in and out in a slow motion, quickening the pace as small clouds of black circling around them. The teen flickers her eyes up, raising her hands as shadows take the form of a daisy.]
Fine. Cleaning mostly. [Layla says with a smile. She doesn’t bother talking about the fact that she’s better. The fact that she was feeling better was enough for her.] Demon didn’t give you trouble, did it?
[Mia walks inside, pressing her back against a wall before shaking her head.] Nope, I’ve got 99 problems, but a demon ain’t one.
Hey, you. Where’ve you been hiding? [Layla asks, glancing over her shoulder before returning to her mirror.]
I’ve been chilling, checking the museum out mostly. [Mia says as she casually shrugs.] What about you? How you’ve been?
[Layla had grabbed small mirror and all the make-up that had been left in the apartment she was in and moved out into the hall, setting up by the window to catch and remaining traces of light left in the sky. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d sad down and actually done her make up. She was out of practice and so it was slow going, but as she worked she was beginning to recognize someone she felt as though she hadn’t seen in a very long time.] I missed make up.
[After briefly adjusting her side-braid before stopping on her tracks as she spots her older friend facing a mirror and practicing her make-up skills. Mia presses her fingers against a nearby wall as she takes some steps forward, a small smile illuminating her features.] Me too.
The two people that come to my head are Astrid and Eli. I don’t know, they seem like the kind of people that can really fuck you up if you’re on their bad side.
[He nods, looking around the room a bit as he hangs on the door before looking back at her.] You cursed. Does it have to be special for you to be able to talk about it?
[She offers a casual shrug, briefly licking her lips for a rapid moment.] I don’t know, I guess I would depend. I was just trying to make shapes with shadows. Must’ve been in a lot of focus.
[Since waking up around an hour ago Otto felt out of it. The reason was unclear to him, but he was hearing thing again and that only told him it was time for a better distraction than sleep. Searching for supplies wasn’t even on his mind as he wandered. He wasn’t sure why he opened the door, but when he did he heard someone curse.] Did I interrupt something? [He asked, looking over to find a familiar face.]
[Her gaze flickers up, dark brows quirking upwards in curiosity as she spots the familiar boy. Mia never got his name, but she remembers talking to him and the painfully awkward outcome of it.] Oh, no. I wasn’t doing anything special, really.
[Alex takes a few steps into the room with her eyes still glued to her book before she notices Mia.] Huh? [She takes a glance around the room before letting her attention settle on the younger girl.] Oh. Uh, I thought this was my room. Wrong door, I guess.
[Mia simply nods in understanding, her suspicions confirming to be true.] So, what’cha reading?
[It’s taken Alex longer than she had expected to finally get around to reading the book Bella gave to her for her birthday. But, now the problem is she can’t seem to put it down, not even as she’s walking. Her attention is fully on the novel as she roams the halls. She stops at a door, not noticing that this isn’t the door to her room, and opens it.]
[A puzzled frown spreads across Mia’s features as she looks up to see the familiar face entering her room. She glances down at the book Alex is reading before running fingers through her hair. Maybe she’s distracted?] Oh hey, Alex. What’s up?
[Mia presses her lips together, slender hands dancing in the air and fingers curling as she toys with the little inky clouds, filling the small space in between them. With each change of movement, the shape of the shadows changed, whether it is to a butterfly, a flower or a light bulb. The new-found fun comes to an end when she hears a door opening, breaking her concentration.]