Post by Deleted on Mar 22, 2017 16:55:53 GMT -7
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[attr="class","solbackground"] [attr="class","solbreak"] [attr="class","solheader"]show me your [attr="class","solbreak"] [attr="class","solpost"] Though she had been clear to offer no hint of esteem to Edgar upon entering the lackluster home, she allowed silver eyes to spin on him, alluring without even the slightest effort, when his fingers brushed along her upper arm, the hint of a smile playing coyly – inviting - on maroon lips. "Ah, your name's Ichabod! He's shy, isn't he? He wouldn't tell me his name before! That makes this much easier." Oh, what she would give to turn those eyes back on Ichabod’s, see the tightening of twin emeralds; but she had a game to play, and Edgar had her attention. The elf sidled up to him, as if telling a secret, gilded eyes locked on his from under dark lashes. “ She followed leisurely when lead into the living room, gaze darting about in impassive observance. She may catch nothing, nothing of note, anyway; but just the illusion of a keen eye would lead the van Rosse’s to believe that she had, or, at the very least, was likely to. She did not even allow her eyes to settle on the painting or the more senior van Rosse, first flickering, oh-so-briefly, to the couch, the coffee table, the chandelier – and then, once her round had been completed, Zota van Rosse. It was immediately apparent that Zota was not as infatuated with elegance as Edgar; hungry for a name, perhaps, but not to be fooled by the frivolities of the kiss of a hand or an elegantly-hung painting. He seemed remiss, even, to accept the disjointed family name Edgar seemed so smitten with, and so, when he greeted them and ushered Edgar off to fetch tea, Solana made no effort to extend a regal arm for the brush of lips on her knuckles, and did not greet him again with the name of his ancestors. Perhaps a hair before being offered, she sat, Ichabod perched devotedly at her elbow. When Zota spoke, she set sterling eyes on him, content to hear him. "Before we begin, I would like to apologize if Edgar was any trouble in setting up this meeting. He can quite… excitable, and doesn't quite act his age. Now, he tells me that you two intend to help with my expedition. I'll listen to what you have to offer, but first… I'm rather interested in how you came across this." Solana’s eyes narrowed, infinitesimally, marked with a certain dissatisfaction she did not advertise. He certainly thought himself in control of the situation, an obstacle all but nonexistant in Edgar. How was he to be tamed, this man not so easily seduced (his eyes had not raked her form as Edgar’s had, had stolen no furtive glance at the jewels dripping from her ears and neck, thought little of his ancestral name...)? She felt the pins of Ichabod’s searching gaze on her temple, and, without looking, inclined her head, a silent permission for speech. He was good. She wondered why she was constantly surprised by this fact. "I must admit to a certain... Historical curiosity with Dirys, and my gracious mistress permits my dalliances should they serve her interests. Exploring the old tunnels was a bit of a pet project for me, but upon finding this portrait... Well, it seems to serve your family quite well. A confirmation of things known, but not proved. An opportunity for change back to the way things were always intended to be. Dimant, Diassius, even Teche-- these are Kingdoms, not sectors. And every Kingdom requires a King—or, Queen." She knew her cue. Solana picked a mite of dust off her knee, crossing it demurely over the other and flicking the offending particle to the side. And then she met his eyes, her own lidded with shrewd apathy. “ She allowed the barest suggestion of a humorless smile, which tugged at her lips, but not at all at her eyes... “ [attr="class","solnotes"]W O R D S 784 T A G Edgar Vanros N O T E S feel free to have edgar enter at any point during her speaking or after! Idk when you wanted him to come back in. 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