Juliette Morrison
Location: Ghal-Priyam; The Morrison's Bar.
Post In Collaboration With: None.
Interacting With: Collin Becker, Raymond Rahlei, and anyone else at the bar.
The simple touch of his hand brushing back some of her long blonde locks… Juliette’s cheeks flushed a gentle shade of red at the contact, while her heart fluttered nervously within the very confines of her chest. He was touching her- and it was not out of anger for something she had done, but instead, this was with kindness… with care… There weren’t many on the island apart from her family and her close friends whom treated her with such respect, if any.
Raymond truly was one set above the rest…
Her soft pink lips parting ever so slightly as she felt him neatly tuck the stray strands back behind her ear; Juliette closed her eyes, her cheeks flushing a brighter shade of red as she leant her head lightly into his touch, her cheek rested gently against the palm of his hand- she was losing herself. This was not how a lady was supposed to behave; or at least, this was not how her mother had taught her to act around men.
“..Mr. Rahlei…” Her voice was soft… almost a whisper as she spoke out to him- how had it taken all of this time for the two of them to meet..? Raymond was sweet… he was caring; and though it was something that she didn’t particularly like accepting, he was a man who was willing to help her with anything that she needed… even when she was sure he knew there was no possible way she would ask him for it without a push in the right direction every now and there… he seemed to want to be there for her, “..you make me nervous…”
The sound of his soft chuckle filled the air, causing her soft pink lips to part ever so slightly as she let her eyes open once more, the beautiful (though ever unseeing) blue iris’ staring up in the direction that she could hear his voice… feel his warm breath upon her skin…
“I could say the same for you, Miss. Morrison… to have such a beauty like you pay any attention to someone such as me..?”
“..ah… my heart feels light at your words; you flatter me.” Unable to hide the gentle blush of red that crossed her cheeks at his words, Juliette lowered her gaze, allowing it to linger where she believe his chest to be before she spoke again, the native tongue of their people flowing naturally from her lips unlike the stranger tongue that was passed down to them by their ancestors who had risked all to have a chance of seeing that which was unknown to them, “..truly, Mr. Rahlei, there are others upon this island who are far more beautiful than I…”
“And yet, here I stand, speaking to you; the one who has caught my eye.”
“..Raymond-…” Her voice cut off by the excited and ever growing sounds of the crowd filling the bar around them- something had happened; something was going on… and whatever it was, it seemed that it was something big. Was that..? The voices of the crowd; there were just so many of them, and it seemed as though they were all speaking about the same thing: a flying machine.
The sound of shattered glass was lost to the bar as the bottle of beer she had been holding onto slipped from her grasp, breaking apart on impact with the ground as she was jostled about, each push and shove causing her to move about until eventually, she felt a strong pair of arms wrapping around her person, pulling her close and shielding her as those in the bar hurried to catch even a glimpse of what it was that was coming their way- whatever this flying machine was, it had everyone they knew scrambling in excitement and fear.
“Raymond! Raymond, confound it, where are you? Juliette!”
The familiar voice could barely be heard over the commotion of the crowd, though it was clear that someone was looking for them. Shutting her eyes again, Juliette dropped her head down, resting it against Raymond’s chest as she waited, feeling as though she were safe from whatever it was that was coming their way, “..Raymond… what is it..? I don’t understand what’s going on…”
“Shh… it’s okay, Juliette. Everything will be okay… Collin..! Collin; we’re over here..!”