Shiraya Falls
Tag: Cybelle Elyance
It was too much. Too much.
Brandyn fidgeted with his sleeves. Yet another Glitterstim original adorned his nervously twitching self. It was a one of a kind, something he had picked up at his father's store on Corellia. A simple deep green coat, with silver lining and stitching, was over a slightly more intricate shirt of fine stripes, alternating between the deep green of the coat and the silver of the lining and stitches.
It was too much. Too much.
He had asked Cybelle to go out with him that evening, after the celebrations of the Knighting had died down and the night before they left for Exegol. It was their first...date? They had already told one another that they loved each other...and they hadn't gone on a date. But no, they were not moving too fast. Instead, they were catching up on lost time. That was it, completely.
He had a full night of plans. But they all seemed to be escaping his memory. Even though he had already pressed the button beside the door, he glanced down at his hand. The writing on his palm had smudged a little but it was still legible.
"Right...Master Ren'Tak's performance of The Last Tears of Morlingtale...seats fourth row back...near the left wall..."
When the door slid open, Brandyn felt shocked. He hadn't sensed Cy coming to the door. His heart sunk for a moment, but only until he saw her - then his heart stopped, just for a moment.
"Hey..ah...wow..."
He couldn't help but be completely obvious with his eyes quick recon mission to take in her appearance. He had grown up around beautiful people. His father had been in the fashion industry and he had been raised on Naboo. It was natural for him not to even blink an eye when someone was in the upper percentile's of physical attractiveness. But there was something to Cybelle beyond the blessings of Hapan genetics. Even without the Force connecting them, her eyes spoke volumes. And it was her eyes that he came to rest his own gaze upon. He felt his body relax instantly. He was where he was supposed to be. There was no need for nerves.
"Well. Miss Elyance," he said, smirking with his chosen form of address to her, "shall we make us official? And go out together?"
Hand outstretched with the offer, Brandyn found himself smiling slightly, calm and at ease with their decisions.