[hr][hr] [center][color=LightPink][h1]Syleste Astrea Nioré[/h1] [img]http://i1150.photobucket.com/albums/o620/Vicier/Vicier%20-%20Percy%20Jackson%20Roleplay%20-%20Characters/Syleste%20Niore%20-%20Gif%2002_zpsto4fnwrf.gif[/img] [b]Location:[/b] Outside Riley's Bed and Breakfast. [sup][b]Interacting With:[/b] Aron Brooks and Gage Brooks ([@BlackPanther]), Cody Treadwell ([@Caits]), and Miranda Burke ([@Damo021]).[/sup][/color][/center] [hr][hr] H-He [i]loved[/i] her..? Gage [i]loved[/i] her..? The very moment the words had fallen from his lips, it was as though nothing else in the world mattered anymore- like none of it existed. Everything faded into the background; all the noise, all their friends… It was just the two of them. The two of them left standing; her lithe figure… held lovingly within his arms, so tightly against his body where she felt safe and wanted… it didn’t matter what happened right now; a full-blown war could break loose, and she wouldn’t even notice, nor would she care… There was nothing in this world that could hurt her while she was here. Gage wouldn’t let it. Lifting her hands up, Syleste followed the muscular line of his chest, her touch light… almost delicate as she brushed the tips of her fingers over his flesh, using it as a guide before finally, she was able to wrap them both securely around the back of his neck, her bright though cloudy baby-blue eyes shutting tightly as she pulled herself as close against him as she possibly could in the moment- he loved her… he loved her, just like she loved him; and he wasn’t just saying that either..! All that time spent; too shy, too… too nervous to even be able to just speak to him without making a fool of herself, and in the end it just didn’t matter anymore. Unable to help the way that her lips turned up into a small, though noticeable smile, Syleste closed the gap left between them, her head tilting down on an angle so that she could bury it into the nape of his neck, content enough to just stand there, listening to the gentle beating of his heart beneath her ear, as her own seemed to want to do nothing more than race. Oh Mylanta… could things get any better than it this..? This moment was one of the happiest she had ever had, and for the love of all, she never wanted it to come to an end… [color=ABA000]“Don’t hurt her.”[/color] That caught her attention. Smile faltering slightly at the words, she opened her eyes, her bright gaze looking over in the direction she could hear Cody’s voice coming from, but before she got to say anything, she was on the move; her hands, first being gently broken away from around the back of Gage’s neck before they were guided back down to his chest, the slightly damp feeling of an antiseptic wipe hitting her fingers so that she could do what it was that she said she would be more than happy to. This was it… this was her chance to try her best, and to help look after Gage. [color=Pink]“Aron… Aron got beat up bad… and I know he’s going to keep blaming himself until someone talks to him. Take him somewhere and get him to talk… please.”[/color] Aron was blaming this on himself..? Worry once more seeming to take over, Syleste shook her head lightly from side to side- that wasn’t right… none of this was his fault; if anyone was to blame for what had happened, it was those big bullies they were being forced to call their parents..! Lifting her head back up, she turned her attention once more over to where she had last heard Cody’s voice coming from, her eyes flashing with worry, though her soft pink lips turning up in a gentle smile as she nodded for him to go ahead, the young girl holding the antiseptic wipe up for him to see as though to push the point, [color=LightPink]“Go to him; Aron needs you right now, and… and I can do this. We’ll see you down at the lake.”[/color] Waiting until she could hear his footfalls growing further and further away, Syleste eventually turned her attention back to the task at hand, a flicker of nerves crossing over her unseeing iris’ as she gently began to dab at the area’s that Cody had pointed out to her, each dab slowly turning into soft wipes as she did what she could to get every little bit that she otherwise might miss. This was her only chance to help him… she had to get everything; she-… she just couldn’t mess this up… [color=F7976A]“Hey Syl, it’s Miri, I am glad you can make it. You’re doing good hun, but you missed a little spot, if you don’t mind me guiding your hand?”[/color] But as quickly as she had come, Miranda was gone again, leaving the young pink-haired girl to listen on as her footsteps led her further away from where the two of them were standing arm in arm. So that was it… the one thing she was trying her best [i]not[/i] to do, and she’d done it… Hunching her shoulder’s over, Syleste dropped her head forward, biting down and chewing lightly upon her lower lip for a few moments before she spoke out, her voice soft… slightly shaky as she brought her hands back into her chest, her fingers curling around the crimson stained antiseptic wipe she held, [color=LightPink]“I-I’m sorry, Gage… I-… I guess I was wrong… I couldn’t do it right…”[/color]