Libre Comme L'Air

The obvious lie that slipped past Ahri’s lips had Sojin squirming in her seat as she felt the urge to call her out on it, but then again, how could she prove that Ahri was lying without exposing herself? There was no safe way and she had to simply accept the fact that the other did not want to do it, for what ever reason, Sojin did not know. “What is the first lesson our parents gives us? Don’t say you can’t do something without trying first, right? Maybe I can help you through it? Practice makes perfect after all!” Sojin replied while giving the other a gentle nudge, carefully to not make Ahri spill her tea.

“You can help if you want to.” Ahri shrugged. The offer was generous, and she didn’t want to seem cold-hearted. And she couldn’t keep lying to herself forever. Maybe it would be nice to learn a new skill. “You said you were good at it, didn’t you?” She asked, sipping her tea again. “Did it take a lot of practice when you were learning?”

He was biting his lower lip trying to find something as embarrassing about her. This would be a difficult task since she wasn’t a person of being caught in many embarrassing situations. “You would help me because you’re a great friend, no?” He chuckled as he tried to make her say something about it.

“I am a great friend.” She teased lightly. “But that doesn’t mean I’ll help you.” She thought about it anyway, and didn’t honestly know of anything embarrassing to tell him about. One advantage of being by herself most of the time was that it was kinda impossible to embarrass herself too badly. “Why do you think you need to learn something embarrassing about me to even it out?”

“It’s not about belonging there. You must have some nice memories lingering there?” He knew he had them, even if they weren’t all happy. “Really, it would be nice to see some other people who knows stuff about shadowhunters. I can’t really tell mundanes about what I do all the time.” He grinned playfully. “If it eases your mind, I didn’t mean to find you. Though I’m glad I did.” Elias admitted. “I don’t really get those shadowhunters. The whole point of our existence is to keep them safe. They’re a little bit lacking when it comes to defending themselves, but they’re okay.” He chuckled. “Sometimes they give me weird looks though, I don’t think they get my humor.” 

She thought back to her days living in the Institute, and shrugged. “Most of my happy memories from that time have been tainted by the ones that came afterward.” She said honestly. “But we’ll see. And you can visit here anytime you’d like.” She didn’t really know why she was offering that to him. Did she really want shadowhunters hanging around her store? But he seemed different somehow. Ahri didn’t mind him. “Shadowhunters are hard to understand, even if you are one. They’re not the best at social correctness.” She laughed lightly, the corners of her eyes crinkling slightly. “They give me even weirder looks, I can assure you.”

££. mark– “Do you think make up could change my countenance, at least a tiny bit?” He hopefully asked to the girl, looking at her with big eyes. Only after had wore everything he could see how bad he chose, so now he needed the latter help on this. “I’m fucked up–” he muttered soon after, his eyes roamed on his reflection on the mirror. “No one has to recognize me, do you understand?” He added some drama in his timber while marking the first part of the discourse. He’d have lost his reputation. Not like this. Not never.

“Make up could make you look different, for sure. If done correctly.” She said, licking her lips once. She crossed her arms over her chest, watching him as he looked in the mirror. His panicking was definitely worrying to her. “Alright,” Ahri said, standing up straight and taking a deep breath. “Let’s both calm down and figure this out, okay?”