It was quite something, to have just walked out of a small grocery store with a bag of fresh lemons, only to spot En passing by a short ways away, just barely in the corner of his vision and somewhat concealed by the shadows of the dusk. Now, the smart thing to do would have been to simply continue on his way and feel thankful that the other hadn't seen him, but Caelestis was surely anything but smart when within any remote proximity of the former prince. Naturally, his first thought was to catch En's attention through calling his name, only to realise that he hadn't the slightest clue what it even was. Nevertheless, he rushed to close the distance slightly, before instead all too enthusiastically calling out with a wave, "My dashing pursuer!" Nicknames were not quite his specialty, but one must make do from time to time.
Once En had turned around, likely at least recognizing his voice no matter the questionable vagueness of the nickname, Caelestis acted according to his first instinct—to playfully blow a kiss. Soon after, the stupidity of his actions sunk in, and he suddenly began feeling rather as if a deer in headlights. It was at the very least fortunate that they weren't in the middle of nowhere this time, for it was surely not the best location to begin attacking someone with such a flashy weapon. His second instinct, however, was to pick a lemon out of his shopping bag and toss it at the man. An act of love in his eyes, despite the odd aggressiveness of it. There was after all, no greater pleasure than to share something so wonderful with another, no matter the unusual circumstances and complete lack of context. Having finished with his odd impulses, he at long last turned around to quickly sprint away, not far differently from how he had before. Oh, to call him a mess... would be a bit of an understatement.
* CACKLE NOOOO i did laugh when i read the lemon part tho KEKEKEK
The very moment Caelestis called out to him the air grew tense and dark, and the only thing visible were the ex-prince's glowing, furious eyes when he snapped his head in his direction. The anger inside him boiled up further when he was given that teasing motion. The brat, toying with him again and mocking their last interaction--! En clenched his teeth as the other dug around in his bag, and narrowed his eyes as he saw something hurled at him. Without flinching, he caught the lemon, and kept eye contact with Caelestis as he crushed it and tossed its shriveled remains on the ground. As Caelestis began running away, En unsheathed one of his swords and followed in close pursuit. There was murder in his eyes.
PicklePantry
En Litari II
It was quite something, to have just walked out of a small grocery store with a bag of fresh lemons, only to spot En passing by a short ways away, just barely in the corner of his vision and somewhat concealed by the shadows of the dusk. Now, the smart thing to do would have been to simply continue on his way and feel thankful that the other hadn't seen him, but Caelestis was surely anything but smart when within any remote proximity of the former prince. Naturally, his first thought was to catch En's attention through calling his name, only to realise that he hadn't the slightest clue what it even was. Nevertheless, he rushed to close the distance slightly, before instead all too enthusiastically calling out with a wave, "My dashing pursuer!" Nicknames were not quite his specialty, but one must make do from time to time.
Once En had turned around, likely at least recognizing his voice no matter the questionable vagueness of the nickname, Caelestis acted according to his first instinct—to playfully blow a kiss. Soon after, the stupidity of his actions sunk in, and he suddenly began feeling rather as if a deer in headlights. It was at the very least fortunate that they weren't in the middle of nowhere this time, for it was surely not the best location to begin attacking someone with such a flashy weapon. His second instinct, however, was to pick a lemon out of his shopping bag and toss it at the man. An act of love in his eyes, despite the odd aggressiveness of it. There was after all, no greater pleasure than to share something so wonderful with another, no matter the unusual circumstances and complete lack of context. Having finished with his odd impulses, he at long last turned around to quickly sprint away, not far differently from how he had before. Oh, to call him a mess... would be a bit of an understatement.
( ok but the lemon is my heart rn, and also caelestis' they're… really not on the same page in the slightest,, skjfkhjshkfj but also, his last remaining brain cell throughout every interaction)
3 years, 3 months ago Edited 2:19 pm
* CACKLE NOOOO i did laugh when i read the lemon part tho KEKEKEK
The very moment Caelestis called out to him the air grew tense and dark, and the only thing visible were the ex-prince's glowing, furious eyes when he snapped his head in his direction.
The anger inside him boiled up further when he was given that teasing motion. The brat, toying with him again and mocking their last interaction--! En clenched his teeth as the other dug around in his bag, and narrowed his eyes as he saw something hurled at him. Without flinching, he caught the lemon, and kept eye contact with Caelestis as he crushed it and tossed its shriveled remains on the ground.
As Caelestis began running away, En unsheathed one of his swords and followed in close pursuit.
There was murder in his eyes.
3 years, 3 months ago Edited 4:02 pm