Re: Axel: Rae & Fen
Come, come. Rae didn't shy. She simply hadn't dressed for it tonight, a demure picture of femininity with edges softened and malleable. Rae gloried in most things when she had the inclination. Blood didn't arouse her - sex, desire, it didn't provoke power in itself, it was sticky and viscous and it had no compulsion for Rae, but it was a consequence of power itself and Rae was far too old to blush and cringe away from any thickly-spilled consequence of her actions or choices. No, she didn't revel in bone and blood for its own sake. Messy.
For a man who wanted to go unbothered he had selected the wrong town. Rae leaned her elbow against the barrier in front of her that divided the children on their wheels from those who watched and leaned her chin on the flat of her arm. She watched the giddiness with the thoughtfulness of one observing art rather than any longing at all.
"I've never stayed anywhere in particular long. I like to be surprised, often enough to keep it interesting. But I knew where your sister was going, of course." Of course, as if it were inevitable. Perhaps it was. Rae looked at him, clearly considering. It wasn't flirtatious or feminine, it was the sort of look one drew up when balancing odds.
"Both." Which was entirely truth but she liked being unexpected.