"No," Alanna smiled grimly, a touch of envy clouding her vision. Flirtation, charm, love - these things came so easily to Delia. That's not to say that Alanna wanted to be good at these things. Goddess, no. Truth be told, Alanna wanted nothing to do with love. She wanted freedom, and love meant shackling yourself to someone else. It wasn't for her.
Alanna briefly wondered what it would feel like to have Jon look at her like he looked at Delia. She blinked. Nauseating, most likely.
"I can't see you fearing any man. You are far too aware of your own charms. No, it is rejection that you fear." Unnerved by Delia's gaze, she glanced at the other girl's mask. It looked empty without Delia's green eyes shining through. Alanna was suddenly afraid to remove her own, as if her very soul would be laid bare. She didn't want to be that open. That unprotected.
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Date: 2005-01-13 03:59 pm (UTC)Alanna briefly wondered what it would feel like to have Jon look at her like he looked at Delia. She blinked. Nauseating, most likely.
"I can't see you fearing any man. You are far too aware of your own charms. No, it is rejection that you fear." Unnerved by Delia's gaze, she glanced at the other girl's mask. It looked empty without Delia's green eyes shining through. Alanna was suddenly afraid to remove her own, as if her very soul would be laid bare. She didn't want to be that open. That unprotected.