Re: Axel: Rae & Fen
Were they all isolated in truth, in Vale? Bored, perhaps. The occasional contented type, no doubt. But isolation was a word heavy with meaning and Rae didn't waste words she meant. Isolation left a wasteland between you and the next man on the field and Rae knew very well what it was to be intimate without giving a single item of herself away. She'd not grown entwined around anyone else at Vale. There was no confidant, even one made out of blood and bone.
"Tenacity?" She cocked her head. Rae's hair was glossy, it swung smoothly against her cheek, raven-black. She wasn't Nordic pale, ice-blond and steely blue eyes. Rae had always preferred to tread the unexpected path, and she smiled serenity on lips stained dark. "Do they, or do people hold fast to them, long after they've outlived their surprise?"
She considered the skaters. They rushed past, a stumble of wheels on polished-slick floor and Rae tumbled a piece of the popcorn between her fingers and tucked her smile into the corner of her cheek. She liked layers and layers, intent shrouded in meaning. It was vastly more interesting to let intent be found, rather than proclaiming it. She knew what he was, if not who and if she had any ability to discern who, she would know by conversation's end. If it were an inevitability, she would know that too.
"Does it?" Eyebrows, sleek and dark. "I wonder how many towns you've walked through. Over the years."