03.May.18, 11:42 AM
Indivara didn’t bother to conceal her laughter at R’nd’s easy agreement, followed by his tripping up and squeaking – she would never be convinced he didn’t squeak that word – a question right after. Her laughter was bright and cheerful, and she blew an air kiss at R’nd when he found his steps again and began walking like a normal man once more. She was still giggling at random points under her breath, quite happy with herself, when he directed the conversation back to her and V’ler.
“Hmm,” Indivara hummed, nodding slightly. “Good.” She fell into silence then, mulling over the things that R’nd had told her and talked about, chewing on what he knew and what he believed everyone else knew. But she also went back to one of his other comments about being observant. She mulled on that for a while, only half conscious of the way Venseth was egging her on to actually ask her questions instead of swallowing them. She didn’t like not having the answer, and while she found it both easy and comfortable to talk to V’ler, it wasn’t something she had any skills with when it came to… well, anyone else.
“I have a question,” she said firmly, looking up at R’nd with a frown, feeling her face heat up as she met his eye and fought to find the right words. Her gaze didn’t stay on him for long, though, as her discomfort won out and she broke her gaze away to look roughly towards wherever it was they were heading. Her bush heated, but she was determined. “How do I get him to notice me?” She asked, managing to keep her voice strong though her words were spoken lowly. She didn’t want the whole Hold to gossip about her! Indivara glanced up at R’nd as she spoke though, eyebrows furrowed and face red but stubborn.
Indivara had found herself stuck in the rather awkward predicament; she was handsy and always had been, which she’d found meant V’ler didn’t really notice her as often as she would like him to. Sometimes she wasn’t angling for anything! But sometimes she really wanted him to notice her, and she still wasn’t confident enough in herself, in his feelings for her, to be frank with any frequency about wanting to get laid. She did her best to make sure V’ler knew she was absolutely thrilled when he initiated something, but she herself was too timid to do more than give him inviting kisses or glances and be disappointed when he didn’t pick up on the cues.
“Hmm,” Indivara hummed, nodding slightly. “Good.” She fell into silence then, mulling over the things that R’nd had told her and talked about, chewing on what he knew and what he believed everyone else knew. But she also went back to one of his other comments about being observant. She mulled on that for a while, only half conscious of the way Venseth was egging her on to actually ask her questions instead of swallowing them. She didn’t like not having the answer, and while she found it both easy and comfortable to talk to V’ler, it wasn’t something she had any skills with when it came to… well, anyone else.
“I have a question,” she said firmly, looking up at R’nd with a frown, feeling her face heat up as she met his eye and fought to find the right words. Her gaze didn’t stay on him for long, though, as her discomfort won out and she broke her gaze away to look roughly towards wherever it was they were heading. Her bush heated, but she was determined. “How do I get him to notice me?” She asked, managing to keep her voice strong though her words were spoken lowly. She didn’t want the whole Hold to gossip about her! Indivara glanced up at R’nd as she spoke though, eyebrows furrowed and face red but stubborn.
Indivara had found herself stuck in the rather awkward predicament; she was handsy and always had been, which she’d found meant V’ler didn’t really notice her as often as she would like him to. Sometimes she wasn’t angling for anything! But sometimes she really wanted him to notice her, and she still wasn’t confident enough in herself, in his feelings for her, to be frank with any frequency about wanting to get laid. She did her best to make sure V’ler knew she was absolutely thrilled when he initiated something, but she herself was too timid to do more than give him inviting kisses or glances and be disappointed when he didn’t pick up on the cues.