"N-No problem" she replied, sparks burning up her chest. Her eyes were beginning to turn pink, the colour of love, and she could feel it too.
How on heavens quarters am I to explain this?
She looked down shyly, biting her lip as the sparks of both nerves and love fluttered in her chest like a clumsy salsa. "You deserve compliments" she added on quietly, also loud enough for her to hear.
Zyra's face burned a bit more when she heard what the other added on, glancing at Kamelia and seeing that her eyes had turned pink. Is she a witch? But, I thought I was the only witch in this town…
"Well, you also deserve compliments," She stated, questions filling up her head as her eyes also started turning pink, her green contacts hiding her dark pink eyes.
Kamelia's face burned even more when she said what she did, her rather long lashes some what covering the rapidly changing colour of her iris'.
"T-thank you" she muttered back, looking up at her after a bit with bright red eyes even though she thought they were just a pale pink.
Red, the colour of love and greedy intentions
Zyra drank her coffee as she hoped Kamelia couldn't see her bright pink eyes, hoping the contacts were tinted enough.
"Kamelia, your eyes…" She mumbled, looking worried. "They're really red, are you okay?" She asked, even though she knew exactly why her eyes were red. Red, color of love and greedy intentions. She's been studying what each color meant for ages.
She flushed nearly the same colour as her cheeks, her eyes going wide before nervous laughs began to fill her throat. "U-uh…" she needed to go somewhere where she could explain but also where no one else would see her eyes anymore. She did not want to become a spectacle today.
"Come with me" she muttered, dragging her from the table to the one stall washroom, standing in front of the door once she'd closed it, locking in case someone tried to come in.
"I-I really don't know how to explain without sounding crazy here Zyra"
"I've heard a lot of crazy things, so you can explain." Zyra was thankful that she wore contacts everyday, considering her eyes were probably starting to turn red.
Goodness, she looked so kissable right now, and no one would see either.
She decided to just say it, not really being able to beat around the bush. "U-Uh… so… I'm kinda a witch" she muttered shyly, looking back up at her with magenta eyes. She never had magenta eyes before, although she could feel she change of colour.
"I know." Was all Zyra said, looking at her magenta eyes. "And I can also tell you're head over heels for me," She added, offering a soft smile. "I'm guessing you're a light witch?"
She blushed nearly she same shade as her eyes when she uncovered her now rather obvious secret. Trying to shrug it off, she answered her other question.
"Yes… y-yea I'm a light witch"
"Cool, do you like, control light or something?" Zyra asked, not wanting the other to know she was also a witch. "I know a lot about witches because I thought they were interesting and stayed up all night researching," She lied, though her dark circles made it seem like she wasn't lying.
"Something like that, yea" she replied, biting her lip.
Its so secluded, nobody would see if we kissed, or kissed and…. her eyes turned a furious, deep red, deeper than before as she shook her head to try and disturb the intrusive thoughts.
"That's so cool!" Zyra replied, a bright smile appearing on her face. Her smile faltered a bit when she saw that Kamelia's eyes were redder than before.
"Do you really find me that attractive?" She asked, her eyes also turning red.
She realized she'd been caught and now there was no point in lying. But wait…
"How do you know what my eyes mean?" she asked, pressing herself against the free wall where nothing stood.
"Y-Yes, very" she muttered in reply, looking her up and down when she thought she couldn't see.
Zyra backed away from her when she realized she was probably uncomfortable. "Like I've said before, I stayed up all night researching. Remember?" She asked, wondering how someone could be this cute.
She noticed her begin to back up and took it as her being uncomfortable so she quickly flushed more and apologized. "I'm sorry if I'm making you uncomfortable. I can just take my coffee and leave if you want. I understand this is probably really odd and scary and unattractive to a human, I mean you guys used to burn us on steaks or whatever." she went on and on. When she got nervous she began to blabber, and the whole alone in a washroom thing wasn't helping the whole get your mind out of the gutter situation.
Zyra chuckled. "It's fine, I just thought you were uncomfortable and you're really nice. I want to talk to you more." She looked at her with hopeful eyes, glancing at her. "And I'll tell you a little secret if you decide not to take your coffee and leave."
She nodded, settling back against the wall, her eyes still a vigorous shade of red. "Tell me, don't tease me" she whined softly, smiling innocently up at her as she waited for the story.
"I'm also a witch," Zyra said, wondering Kamelia would think of her now.
"Just give me a sec, I'll take out my contacts." She opened the stall and went into the bathroom, looking a bit panicky. She quickly took out her contacts, her red eyes and two pupils were visible, making her feel a bit vulnerable.
She watched her walk into the stall, biting her lip in anticipation. "You're a witch too" she said simply, just restating the obvious to herself so she could grasp it better. Not before long Zyra was coming out of the stall contact-less. She looked up at her, her eyes catching hers and her heart rate beginning to pick up. Holy shit, she's gorgeous.
"Wow…" her eyes wandered hers, biting the inside of her cheek. "You're… so… pretty" she muttered.
Sure, to the plain eye it might just be that she took out contacts, what's the difference? But Kamelia had been studying her eyes for a while and she'd stumbled upon another eye type common amongst witches, and now she was seeing it in real life.
Zyra blushed a bit when she complimented her. "T-Thank you…" She mumbled, knowing she'd stutter like there was no tomorrow if she kept talking. I really don't get why she thinks I'm so pretty.
"What part are you from?" she asked, her eyes sparkling slightly with wonderment. She's never met another witch from a different part before. All of the other witches in her part were sassy and cruel to their visitors, but, from what she could tell, Zyra seemed kind and gentle.
Zyra put her glasses back on and glanced at Kamelia. "Oh, I don't know…" She muttered shyly. "I was put in the system pretty early on."
"Oh" she replied with a soft smile. "These are my natural eyes, sorry if they're creepy" she mumbled shyly, looking down at her feet for a moment before back up at the pretty woman in front of her.
"It's fine, my eyes are also pretty creepy," Zyra replied with a laugh, looking around nervously.
(What shall we have our bbys do next? Would you want things to get a lil heated or should we carry on with this cute innocence we have going on? I'm just trying my brain for ideas because I really don't want this rp to go dead :)
(It's really your choice, but we could make it a lil heated if you want, idk)
(I just don't want to do anything you're not comfy with :). Alright, I will get my response up!)
(I'm okay with anything and take your time!)
(alright great!)
"I really have no idea what to do now" she hummed softly even though she did have a couple ideas.
She shied away from the though as best she could, her eyes were still a bright yet deep red.