( ♞ | &. Jayme )

to her, she would provide him with no other scenery than she would with anyone else ;; with a serene expression, near bordering CURIOSITY, her state of being would ( not ) be indicative of one who had just gone through a like ordeal. jayme was not sure of WHY she would have unsettled him, an impression that was no more obvious than the gentle whispering of wind through dense woods && a slowly setting sun, but she would feel a sort of KINSHIP regarding how he had come to her aid ;; from what she knew of men NOW ( ) this was in rare supply.

she smiled as he gifted her with his name && presume occupation, the kind that one could put pen to parchment for, but it would hold it’s required amount of warmth ;; AUDIBLE in the way her laugh soon rang out.

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                  ❛ jayme … i am not a blacksmith. ❜

she was without a proper name – there was no family name to inherit. jayme simply was, no force in nature had come to question this ;; she lived && breathed just as they did. they stood, one as if she belonged while the other seemingly the opposite                            it would be her to break barriers && clasps his shoulder gently. it would near unsettle for an unknown reason.

❛ are you travelling far ? ❜

DESPITE himself, Will’s lips TWITCHED as the sound of her laughter FILLED the area they were in, a sharp CONTRAST to the body that lay between them. It took him a MOMENT of tense ( on his part ) SILENCE to decide whether or NOT she was laughing AT him, but her response seemed LIGHT, joking rather than MALICIOUS. One GLANCE at her hands and he can SEE she’s being honest. Though female blacksmiths are often UNHEARD of, Will wouldn’t be ENTIRELY too surprised to come ACROSS one some day. But her hands look MUCH too soft from a DISTANCE, no BURNS or callouses littering her FINGERS. His were ROUGHENED by his work, no doubt told his STORY much better than he did. Still, he found his lips PULLING upwards just so.

                         “ Jayme…A pleasure to meet you, though I daresay I’d have preferred it be under DIFFERENT circumstances. Already Will has MOVED further from the body, almost in HOPE that it’d DISAPPEAR if they paid it no MIND. A touch of CONFUSION flickers across his features at her SUDDEN closeness, a BOLD move that he isn’t entirely USED to. It’s a TESTAMENT to his own will that he doesn’t MOVE backwards, instead REGARDING her with an expression that he FIGHTS to keep blank. He TILTS his head just slightly, THROWN by her question though he quickly attempts to ANSWER it.

                          “ About two days of travel are left in my journey. Are you traveling as well? ” Even as he ASKS, Will assumes she MUST be. Why ELSE would she be here? Another thought CROSSES his mind, one that makes his lips turn DOWN a small amount. “ Are you traveling ALONE?

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independent will turner
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written by LEA

est. april 24, 2015

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