renxdarling:

florasce:

I do believe you have said it once before yes, but I couldn’t agree more. Repetition does not hurt, not at all. And pardon me fore being bold but, likewise, rosebud. 

Rosebud? Have we endearments already? {‘he chuckled, tapping at his lips} I suppose we should draw you up a flowering moniker as well. {‘eyes waxing a pale rose in color, he thought of the bloom that most suited the hemovore standing before him, eyes lighting} Lamium, then.  Their visage is the fancy of older times, they have a slight preference for shade and their roots are really quite thirsty. {‘he chuckled} They are a very handsome bloom indeed.

A habit of mine, I admit it. And even though the span of time has been slight, it’s not hard to enjoy your company. But I suppose you’re already aware of that. {Grins. head tipping to the left as his gaze lingers by the other being’s, green eyes gleaming with interest.;} Intriguing choice you made I must say. Most people I know are unaware of Lamium’s existence, to them, it’s just a violet flower. {Shrugs, an almost viewless flash crossing his corneas before they are lidded, a slender stalk growing in between his thumb and index finger. The longer it grows the more distinct it’s green color becomes, petals emerging at the end, one by one, creating a fully blooming crimson rose. His eyes eases open, focused by the flower as small thorns grow to adorn the stalk, a grin on his lips as he hold the flower out to the elder.;} To me, every flower bears a meaning.