The Ember in the Rain

Date + Time February 8th 2022 + It's late evening and early night
Placement + Surroundings A random street in Central District + Pretty abandoned

Clothes A white/beige-ish dress Link + Flat black shoes Link
- Extra information: On the level of supernaturally beautiful + Addicting powers (Read for extra info) + She's 1,60 + Her hair reached her mid-back.

Thread is dedicated to: Theresa "@Tessa" Elior Morgan
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After the success of her first night out, she'd been a bit more daring to explore the life of the streets, when the night had taken a hold of everything. While the night did hold a lot of danger, it also had this melodic beauty and peace, of course, this did depend on where one was and at what time. Yet the empty streets and nothing but long roads somehow held a place in her heart. On her daily walks, she would walk along the streets. her gaze lowered as to not gather too much attention and her body hidden behind all the fabric. But now, away from the gaze of her father and her brother, she was allowed to do what she wanted, she could be out and about, dressed as the beautiful women around her.
She hadn't gotten that far from her family home, as she'd sneaked out of her room, at least this night she'd stayed rather close to her family home if something were to happen or she had to get home fast. As she walked along the streets, she allowed herself to look around, to take in every experience she should see and hear. Her eyes would often gather towards the sky, admiring the eternal beauty that was space and stars. She wondered if there were people out there, someone like her who just wanted to belong and to be loved. She wondered if they knew what to do, or if they were to get their happy ending, maybe she would too.
She smiled to herself, stopping for a moment, and as her face turned to the sky, it started to rain and her smile turned to an expression of wonder. She'd seen rain, though only through a window in her bedroom. To be outside, while it rained had always been a big no-no, but there was no father to tell her to get inside. She raised her arms, as she started dancing around on the road, even laughing a bit, only did she stop as she looked down the road, to see if anyone might be there.

There was nothing more inspiring than night time. Well mornings were beautiful and afternoons were relaxing but Tessa had always found that night was the time of day that everyone interesting prepared for; Like people who went clubbing would dress up, wear makeup. People didnt prepare the same way in the morning. Well the selected few was really just a few. Tessa amongst them, wearing some pink overalls in light yet sturdy fabric, a fluffy white turtleneck to keep warm and some rainbow coloured leggings that were topped off with some pink coloured sneakers. Her hair was fluffed up to be wild but had lost a little volume over the day that she had tried to maintain with ruffling it up from time to time. She was actually headed home after a long day of school but had decided on a detour that had at least set her back with an hour before she would be home; But she had dressed warmly so she didnt mind walking a few extra steps.
She kept her hands in her pockets, her earphones in, playing some new relatable banger she had found the night before. She did look up at the sky, noticing the clouds but she was hoping to see whether these parts had interesting people or not before she got drenched.
And just then the first few droplets made their way down, making her scoff under her breath. She liked rain but not that much in winter when it was super cold outside. She turned a corner down a road to see a girl dancing around in the rain. She fully stopped and looked a little surprised and yet she couldnt help but smile. And then worry struck her. “Oh my god! Are you insane? It must be freezing cold for you!” She yelled, taking out her headphones to approach the girl, yet she chuckled. The only people she had seen dance in the rain were usually in movies. She wondered what that felt like, to be so overcome with joy that you’d just dance in the rain. Well she could probably remember a few times she herself would’ve danced in the rain if she could’ve. “What are you doing out here? Well, besides dancing, which while totally fucking cool, is also not a good idea in the rain on a cold night?” She chuckled. This girl had to be something else than mortal but Tessa didnt feel wary of her so it couldnt be daemon.

She'd been quite caught in thoughts and enjoyments for the moment, only really broken out of it, as she heard the voice of someone else talking to her. It wasn't that she's not used to people talking to her, as much as she hadn't quite expected it, nor was it a mundane thing that happened often. Her dancing stopped and with a big smile on her lips and a glimmer in her blue eyes, she turned to look at the stranger, appearing as a beautiful blonde woman, she was quite struck by her beautiful makeup. As she was yet used to sneaking around during nighttime, she'd never worn makeup before, yet always found it to be beautiful in every sense of the way. It was like turning oneself into an art piece and this stranger in front of her was just one of those stunning pieces.
Choosing not to comment on the first question, regarding her sanity and the cold weather, she took a moment to look around, before then meeting the other woman's gaze "I'm enjoying the rain, I've always loved the rain, but never really had the chance to experience it outside." She knew she probably exposed too much of her living situation to the other woman, yet her naivety and lack of social interactions, often made her unaware of what was normal to say and what wasn't. Her fingers played with a few locks of her own hair, before moving them behind her ear, exposing what could appear as fairy-like ears.
She tilted her head slightly, her blue eyes watching the other curiously "What are you doing out here yourself?" she asked mirroring the question that had been asked to her, as she wasn't yet completely used to being outside and socialising, beyond that of her family, she often tried mirroring the people she met, as she'd done with Millie the first night they met each other "I love your makeup, it's beautiful. Did you do it yourself?" Her eyebrow arched slightly as she raised it, rather fascinated by the colours surrounding the eyes of the stranger.

Blue eyes watched the other woman curiously, she almost reminded her of one of the statues she'd seen as a young girl, something about the delicate features and the way the eyes was shaped. As the shy smile appeared, she wondered if anyone had ever complimented her before, which she both found to be strange, yet also completely understood. While she'd not been lacking in complements herself, she did lack it in the way of not being sexualised. However, she may lack the knowledge of what it was like to have healthy relationships with her family members and to the general public, a part of her knew it wasn't normal to look at someone, the way people had been looking at her. After her father had locked her up, she also became locked in this specific persona of the quiet girl, meaning every kind of compliment towards her ceased to exist.
The kind compliment that was then suddenly given to her, made her almost blush and her smile grew larger "thank you, that is very kind of you." She already felt a positive feeling towards the other woman, even without knowing her name. Yet the naivety in her person did make her trust rather easily and without much of any interactions. The comment on the more earthy colours, being that of a fit to her, did make her for a moment imagine how she would look in that kind of makeup. Though she didn't have much to compare it to, her imagination fell rather flat and rather quickly.
Instead of trying to come up with something, she chose to listen to what the other one said, as she explained not only what she did, but also how it worked in her own reality. She found it rather fascinating, being able to capture a moment with something as unique as a camera "No no! Don't say sorry, it's amazing that you can do that." She found herself stepping towards her, with the sudden apology "And you're not bothering me at all, actually you made this night more interesting." After saying it, she did realize it might sound rather strange, given that they had just met "I'm sorry if it sounds strange, but I do find it interesting. I would love to hear more about it." She'd been taught to take interest in other people's passions, yet in this case, she did genuinely find it fascinating.

//it okay!

“I’m not saying it out of kindness. I mean it.” She insisted with a bright smile. She was already considering all the looks and possibilities there was for the girl in front of her and she barely knew her! But that was just Tessa’s mind. She thought everyone looked amazing and a but of colour could always bring that out in an exceptional way.
But she had felt a need to explain the inclination of the earthy colours, because on it’s own, couldnt it seem like a bit of an insult? Telling someone to wear makeup? No, Tessa would never say anything like that to be mean. She excused her blabbering but it seemed that the girl had another view, one that made Tessa smile a little more joyful as the girl stepped closer. It seemed that the both of them had a way of apologizing for something that wasnt weird at all. It made Tessa chuckle softly as she realized. “No, you dont sound strange. Neither do I. It’s just one of the few times I run into someone who’s first thought isnt to say: Shut up Tessa.” She admitted, scratching the back of her neck. Then she shrugged. “I like that.”
She narrowed her eyes lightly before she took a few steps back, taking out her camera. “Hold that position.” She said, lifting her lens. She snapped a few pictures before she hurried over to the girl to show her. “Wow. Alright, I didnt expect you to be a natural.” She said as she was going  through the pictures. Then she realized and widened her eyes. “Oh shit. Uh, was that okay? Me taking pictures of you?”