tobehead
Iracebeth reached for the alchemy text at the exact same moment another hand did.
Her fingers paused against the worn spine immediately, crimson eyes lifting from the shelf to the girl standing opposite her. For a second, neither of them moved.
Then the faintest trace of amusement touched Iracebeth’s face.
“…Either you are about to make very questionable decisions in the laboratory…” A slight pause as her gaze lingered briefly on her. “…or you simply have excellent taste in books.”
potionprincess
@tobehead " well I make interesting mistakes, right? Can't go back on that now " she took the book in hand, holding it out to the other girl " I prefer bold, but I definitely wouldn't mind talking to you again " the smirk remained as she moved, not yet leaving but searching the shelves for a new book that would suit her needs " I'm Yzla, by the way. should've started with that "
tobehead
@potionprincess Iracebeth’s gaze lingered on her far too long after that, crimson eyes tracing the small smirk on her face before she finally looked down toward the book between them again. “…Mm. Clever and confident.” A faint hum followed. “That combination usually ends disastrously for everyone involved.” Despite the warning, there was no real resistance left in her tone now — only intrigue softening the usual sharpness around her edges. When the other girl pulled the book closer, Iracebeth’s fingers brushed briefly against hers before slipping away slowly. “And inviting me to join you next time?” Her brows lifted faintly. “You are either very bold…” A slight pause as the corner of her mouth curved upward. “…or very interested in continuing this conversation.” For once, the princess did not seem entirely opposed to either option.
potionprincess
@tobehead " is that a compliment? " she chuckled, " well if you like interesting mistakes you're welcome to join me next time" she was terrible at reading other people but she seemed interested in the conversation " oh, I'm known to be very clever " she remarked almost proudly with a smirk. " and it'd be a failure on my end not to pick the brain of someone with such good taste. " She pulled the book her way, gaze finally leaving the redhead and tracing the cover " couldn't hurt right? "
