from the ashes she became

         While he can’t say he’s exactly surprised someone’s finally found it within themselves to murder him, he can say he’s impressed that their dedication encourages them to do it in public. Eyal’s eyes widen when the arm locks around his throat, and instantly his hands raise to wrap around the arm across his neck, tilting his head back until baby blue eyes meet with the sky. “ I’m not… I literally don’t have any money on me. We’re also in public. People are also watching? You don’t seem to have thought this through. ” It’s unsurprising Eyal’s immediate line of defence is his mouth, but when he finally tilts his head to catch sight of his… companion, Eyal has to hold back a laugh.

        “ Layla? Why the – I thought I was about to be sold for parts, asshole. ” The laughter slips from his lips in tandem with his grin, but she’s yet to move her arm, and Eyal has no intention of removing it for her. He likes his fingers. The grip is tight, but he isn’t particularly concerned. Not yet. “ Hey, could you, like… Let go of me, maybe? ”

Nothing Eyal says makes her hold on him any kinder. Instead, she tightens it when he tries to beg his way out of this. The people around them start to stare, but she pays them no mind. “Remember what I taught you last week?” she speaks quietly, directly into his ear. Another tug and she holds him tighter, his back against her chest.

└ ✦ layla

@laylallen

Zacharie might have acted like the worlds biggest grump but he did have a small group of people that he enjoyed spending his time with. The night before he had let Divinity drag him to this carnival and he was surprised to find that he actually enjoyed it. With plans too meet up with Zaiden later Zacharie was taking his time to explore the carnival, taking in all the smaller details he had missed the night before when his eye caught the sight of a familiar face. 

His lips curled into a small half smile as he changed direction making his way over to where Layla was currently standing. “Well…fancy seeing you outside of the bar.” His greeting friendly, paired with a fleeting smile.  Pausing to lean against the wall next to her. “I didn’t think this was really your scene,”

The first day of the carnival, Layla arrived here not by her own choice. The second day? She doesn’t really have an excuse like that anymore. Although she doesn’t really have any ‘friends’, she somehow likes it. Not enough to go out and socialise and meet up with people she’s familiar with, she doesn’t like it that much. But it’s enough to sit on the pavement, back against the wall behind her and her legs crossed underneath her. It’s enough to watch the people pass by, many of them laughing or holding hands with a loved one.

After arriving at the Solstice Carnival with Josiah, Layla is soon left to fend for herself. She stands close to a building for a while, feeling and looking so out of place. Many people her age would pull out their phone and pretend to text, or scroll through their social media feeds--- Layla has none of that and so she stands there, hands in her pockets, looking around while chewing on her bottom lip. When her gaze lands on a guy she knows, the weight falls off her shoulders and she breathes out slowly. Finally some form of distraction.

JA: i pay your way. i have to make sure you make me money

JA: yeah will do; i gotta stop by to get them so i'll be a bit

layla: fuck off

layla: i broke my arm and im still training

JA: funny thing abt eating is that you need to do it every day

layla: why are you so concerned with what i do

JA: shut up lol

JA: do you want anything to eat

JA: have you eaten

JA: sorry

JA: i worry about you

JA: is that stupid?

layla: dont think anyone has ever worried about me

JA: i know but they're still your pants?

JA: you're going to need other pairs of pants layla

JA: i'm bringing them to you

JA: i'm leaving the office now

JA: where are you i'll pick you up

layla: calm down josiah

JA: i dont know

JA: i left the key under the mat so you can go in and get your pants. sorry

JA: but i want to

JA: i have the means and i want to

[little more than an hour later...]

JA: i do squats every other day!!!

JA: i can also buy you new clothes any time you need them?

JA: don't be afraid to ask if you need anything

JA: are you calling my ass

JA: big

JA: i'm going to cut you off one day

JA: but also you can wear my sweatpants, tit for tat or whatever

layla: you could do some squats every now & then

layla: those will fall down super fast

JA: my ass isn't that big, layla

JA: no of course i didn't tear them

JA: i might keep them

layla: have you ever looked in the mirror