in despair i sink,

       TO HOLD HER IN HIS ARMS LIKE THIS; it felt… warm— it felt real. a wave of comfort washed over him, as if he had been praying for the rain all this time. it soothed his nerves, allayed his fears, and told him it was all going to be okay. he was… relieved, for the first time in a long time. he’d forgotten what it felt like, to be at ease, even if it were only for a moment. he knows he’s left hell back home, but for now, he just wanted this… he needed it.

             ❝  … i—  ❞ the words were like lead to his tongue. sal doesn’t know how to speak worth a damn in that moment— for fear of stumbling over his words, saying the wrong thing… but he had to let her know somehow, how much this meant to him.

             ❝  … i didn’t think i’d get to see you again.  ❞ maybe that sounds a little too pessimistic, but things of late hadn’t exactly given him an excuse otherwise.

       he chastises himself, but he doesn’t let go. he was afraid that if he did… she would disappear again.

     – [ ♠ ] ; She can’t... Really remember the last time she was held; not like this. Of course, her sister would always give her hugs but never quite like this; never as if she had been afraid to let her go. Sal’s embrace, though firm, is not tight enough to be uncomfortable. Rather, it lets the blonde know of the other’s worries and hesitation, even before he says anything about it.

     But... It’s nice, she thinks. It’s nice to hold someone close like this; someone so dear.

     ❝ … Yeah... ❞ is all she can find herself mumbling, soon tightening her grip to grab at the back of Sal’s shirt.

“H-Huh?” Seles blinked, only realizing that she’d been noticed when the other turned to speak to her. She hadn’t intended to stare, honestly… but she’d gotten very curious about the cover of the book that the other girl had picked up, and had been doing her best to examine it without being noticed.

“Oh, um- I’m… I’m not a little kid. But… I mean… I guess it wouldn’t hurt to look at it.

     – [ ♠ ] ; ❝ Even if you aren’t, no harm in revisiting an old favourite, ❞ the blonde now says with a small shrug. Of course, this stranger very much seems like a child to Kayenne... Or at the very least, far younger than herself which makes her wonder exactly what grade she might be in. After all, those on their way into their later teens often try to seem more mature than they actually are, if Kayenne herself and her experiences are anything to go off by.

“I guess if they’re snatchin’ people from all over the world, they’d have to take some items from their homes too, right?” She’s not familiar with that math game, but it does look interesting! Uh, a little scary with the…Cow? Is that a pink cow? “Maybe we’ll get to see more stuff from our world.” Aren’t you going to apologize for just jumping into a solo conversation? Whoops, that’s right. This stranger probably wasn’t even talking to her. 

“Sorry about that. It probably doesn’t matter, but I just wanted to say something. You know, make you feel like someone was at least listening? Is that…weird?” Probably. Shit. Damn Ismael. C’MON ISSSSSY~.

     – [ ♠ ] ; ❝ … I guess, but even this seems obscure, ❞ the blonde says plainly with a shrug. Surely if the ‘Stars’ here wanted to implement things from everyone’s respective realms, they would pick something far more ‘mainstream’... But then again, who is she to know how they make their decisions?

     ❝ … You could have said nothing and I wouldn’t have minded, ❞ she now says, humming in thought for a moment. While she’s not the best at comforting strangers, Kayenne still makes an attempt for this younger girl.

     – [ ♠ ] ; ❝ … I’m guessing you wanted to check out this book, too? ❞ the blonde finally glances over her shoulder to the stranger practically scrutinizing her from a few feet away, the stranger’s eyes widening in some form of… Excitement? That or surprise, Kayenne thinks.

@sanityfelled​

      – [ ♠ ] ; It is with a brief sputter into her cup midsip that the blonde proceeds to mildly choke on her drink, some particles splashing up into her face as a result. Embarrassed now not just by his compliment but also because of her error, Kayenne simply pauses as the cup remains at her lips, silent for a few moments... Before slowly lowering the cup back down, quickly turning her face away from Sal to wipe away at the water droplets.

       A NAMELESS SOMETHING TAKES HOLD OF THE SILENCE; it’s a weight he cannot place nor describe, but it suffocates him all the same. he screams into that darkness, but nothing answers him. it’s just an empty pit, and he its lonely shadow. but it isn’t fear that holds him back— he knows what that feels like. it’s heavier, stifling, and it threatens to dismantle the reality he holds so dear. it’s a feeling that has haunted him for years, a ghost at his shoulder, measuring his every step with its unyielding gaze…

                                                                     and it’ll never let him go.

       maybe this is all a dream… maybe she’ll disappear. no— he doesn’t want that to happen, not again.

       heart on his sleeve, sal urges himself forward at a brisk stride, as though every second he tarries threatens to take her away from him. please be real, that feeling whispered, over and over in his head, please.

       … and then he brought her into his arms, holding her tight, and that feeling was gone.

     – [ ♠ ] ; For a moment, the blonde can’t help but stand there silent and still, eyes wide as the other very quickly makes his way over to her. Quietly, she wonders if there’s anger in that step of his... And truthfully, she wouldn’t blame him too much about it. After all, she had completely disappeared without a word and while not exactly her choice, it’s still a rather upsetting thing to have happen.

     Or maybe he’s angry about what she told him before...?

     However, it’s clear to the psychic that it’s just the opposite of what Sal truly feels the moment he embraces her tightly within his arms. Eyes widening as cheeks turn bright red, Kayenne finds herself unsure of what exactly to do... But soon finds herself succumbing to a longing in the back of her mind, her arms soon gently wrapping around his own frame as well.

     – [ ♠ ] ; ❝ … Where did all these old preschool pc games come from? ❞ the blonde idly wonders out loud, holding a familiar game from her childhood within her hands. While she hadn’t expected to browse a thrift store on this particular day, she simply couldn’t resist walking inside and taking a look when she walked by it a while prior to this moment.

      – [ ♠ ] ; It is with a blink of surprise that the blonde regards the familiar face, standing stationary as she feels unsure of how to proceed. Before the two of them disappeared from this place, Kayenne had... Much to her chagrin, admitted her feelings to the other and as a result, her cheeks begin to turn a dull shade of pink. Honestly, it would be her luck to run into him now of all times, wouldn’t it...?

     Yet try as she may, no words seems to form within her mind. So certain is she within herself that Sal merely entertains her at face value and thus, cannot properly try and word her feelings once more. After a long, uncomfortable silence, she finally settles on saying:

a quiet girl but not shy by any means; in fact, she tends to be very dry and even sarcastic in her speech

psychic but didn’t actually discover that until she was about 19 haha thanks for nothing mom just kidding she is actually extremely traumatized please help girl

while she’s still learning about her abilities everyday, she has a very high aptitude and is one of the most promising psychics to date. Thus far she has shown potential in clairvoyance, telepathy and most prominently, telekinesis

she has very few friends, if only because she tends to keep others at arm’s length for a while. Her really dry sense of humour and hermit tendencies don’t help very much in this regard, either

however, she’s a nice girl! It just takes a while to chip away at her stone exterior; she’s emotionally constipated because of her past

she loves reading. Do you like reading? Get a library card, loser!

kayenne also likes to read and sew, however, she is absolutely terrible at the latter. Please don’t let her try and sew a hole in your pants for you because she will make it worse

she also plays bass guitar sometimes. She is also not great at it but she’s learning!

“ i suppose it wouldn’t be amiss to call this one of the island’s grate-st mysteries. gouda luck trying to find the answer. “

      – [ ♠ ] ; ❝ Personally, for brie, I would fund research to find the answer to this, ❞

          ❝ Dude, I wouldn’t be surprised if they do. Especially when certain people  come back without remembering, y’know? I got, uh… pretty heated a few months back about it. It blows… like, really, really blows. ❞

     – [ ♠ ] ; ❝ I mean… It depends what you mean by that. Though, I hope you’re not being serious, ❞