The Abandoned Ones (Open/Accepting)

[ScorpionsApprentice]

Lyra tilted her head to the side a little when Ryan mentioned his brother. She thought it was weird he always went back to his homicidal twin; they were closer than she'd expect such opposites to be. Though, was it really so surprising? They shared the same body after all...

Her eyebrow quirked when he told her exactly how far they were from where they had once been. Rather accurate. She nodded when he said it would take Cross awhile to reach them. Her body tensed a little when he took his shirt off, exposing his well developed chiseled body. Her emerald eyes eyed him hungrily, glinting with a dangerous lust. Her eyes immediately darted to the ground and a faint guilty blush crept onto her cheeks. Her dark abilities magnified her instinctual, primal desires which made her feel like a bad person.

She heard his footsteps and lifted her chin so she could look at him. Curiously wide eyes stared at him, shimmering slightly, as he came closer to her, and swiftly planted a kiss on her cheek. The blush from before became a bit more visible now, becoming slightly rosy. She was happy he'd walked away from her so quickly and wouldn't see. Biting her lip, her head turned and followed his retreating form as it reached the water. Her observant eyes immediately locked onto the elaborate tattoo on his back and studied it intently. "You're welcome." she said quietly, her eyes reluctantly breaking away from his cross tattoo to the back of his (what color hair does he have?) covered head. Her blush had faded by now. She turned and walked toward the water, stopping a few inches from where the liquid thinned against the sand. Her arms crossed beneath her chest, popping her bosom up a little.

"Why do you let him do that to you?" she asked, unable to contain her wonder. It was beyond her understanding. Even for your own flesh and blood, how could you let such a violent, horrible act befall you?