Perfection
Storms-winter
She is the ideal of perfection.
Smooth skin, flawless, unmarred, pale as alabaster. A delicate, elfin face: arching brows, pert nose, high cheekbones, soft, red rosebud lips and a slender neck.
Large, almond eyes of deep icy cerulean blue, hinting of undertones of gold within, thickly framed by long black lashes.
Hair pale, the tone of blonde like platinum, filled with streaks of gold, ash, amber and silver. Swept up into two high pigtails, held only by black ribbons setting a contrast, it spills down flowing to sway over her shoulders.
To touch the soft shining mass is like running your hand through silk.
Her body is that of a goddess, slender, graceful, refined. Perfectly proportioned, movement's limber, fluid, ethereal.
Her voice is wicked, yet sweet. The vibrancy is a song to listen to, the swell and fall of her enchanting tone calling, soft, compelling. Every word seduction.
A sensual allure that speaks of mystery kept hidden surrounds her. Something that is apart of her, compelling to draw people near just as the cool aura held them away.
She is a perfect being, living ice carved to life.
She is Tohya Rima.
"Well? What do you think?"
Flicking a sharp glance up, Senri Shiki eyed the anxious young male standing before him, shifting. Looking to the paper, he made an act of considering it.
It was crude, unpolished. An amateur piece.
But it held the simple truth in it.
His eyes narrowed fractionally. He didn't like how someone, a mere human had captured the rough essence of his fellow Vampire, and in only words alone. It honestly bothered him more than he cared to admit.
Pictures were one thing, words were completely another.
"Garbage." He drawled, abruptly crumpling the paper. Catching the other's dismayed expression; he shoved the paper into his pocket nonchalantly, straightening from his previous slumped position. "Stick to photography," he advised. "It's the better talent."
Pausing to stand and watch as Rima gestured idly with her hand as she spoke with their agent, his thoughts unconsciously echoed the words of the paper that still remained in his pocket.
Smooth skin, flawless, unmarred, pale as alabaster.
Absently, his gaze swept over her form, taking into the illuminate glow of her skin.
Hair pale, the tone of blonde like platinum, filled with streaks of gold, ash, amber and silver.
…soft shining mass like silk.
Only he personally knew of its devastating texture, having been granted the rare pleasure of brushing out Rima's long locks.
She shifted her stance casually, cocking her hip with laziness as she listened to their agent speak; if he paid attention, he would know it was about their next model shoot.
Her body is that of a goddess, slender, graceful, refined. Perfectly proportioned, movement's limber, fluid, ethereal.
That was a given, as a vampire noble, she had been blessed with a body that was unmarred. And…a faint glint of possessiveness touched his eyes as he stared at her; he was the only one allowed to touch that body.
Her voice is wicked, yet sweet. The vibrancy is a song to listen to, the swell and fall of her enchanting tone calling, soft, compelling. Every word seduction.
Shiki shifted as he heard Rima's voice once more; the words, so simple, yet so right described her. He enjoyed hearing Rima speak; always had. He'd fallen for the sound of her voice, her seductive melody long, long ago.
He'd fallen for her a long time ago. Because…
She is Tohya Rima.
Um. Hi. Sorry? Please accept this small bit of writing as an apology for not uploading anything for nearly a year...it has been that long
I've been playing around with ideas for Vampire Knight for a long time, this is something I came up with. I adore Shiki and Rima, they make sure a cute couple. Hope it isn't OOC
Storm