After the Storm [Candice, Giselle]

Giselle raised a brow, pleased to see Candice settling down in her arms, even going so far as to gently reinforcing it with a hold of her own. What a cutie she was. When Candice leaned into her, she was more than happy to give her a squeeze, happily supporting her frame before the light rest of a hand on her thigh caused a palpable stir in her, Giselle raising her brows a bit as she shifted, careful not to dig into Candice's lower back as she put on a smile. How indeed~ I do think that I WAS in the middle of something when we passed out. Something that I certainly think we should probably pick back up sometime today. Perhaps soon." She chimed, that DEEP enthusiasm audible in her voice as her hands moved up and gently applied a soft and reverent kneading to the woman resting against her.

Though she was also intrigued when Candice spoke up about that particular...quality. She glanced to the side. She had a fair point, and it was a question that she certainly deserved the answer to. "Well you know about the quincy right? Let's just say that I'm...... a special kind of Quincy. A long time ago I was ...basically dead, but I was brought back by something that my parents at the time thought was soe kind of god. But well....you know how easy it is to seem like one around normal people. And this was .... a long time ago, before that kind of thing was common. So long ago that people basically thought I was some kinda monster. It got better over time, but it means I just sortof.....don't like people. Soooo now and then, certain subjects just remind me of that dislike and I space out a little. So I AM sorry if I spooked you." She murmured.

It sounded like it was a lot. For any normal human that was a LOT of information, and personal information at that. But for her? it wasn't. It was just the bare surface of it all. There were SO many reasons she was thew way she was. But..... well for one Candice had certainly earned some answers....especially if she had been serious about some of the stuff she'd said in passion last night....and this morning. And quite frankly, it wasn't that personal to giselle. How many times a decade did she tell this story? How many people had she told over the years? Pretty much all of them dead now. From hollows......old age.... or because they were used to try and get to Giselle.

As personal as it was, she had shared it enough times that it didn't even feel like anything to give the information out.

She smirked lightly, pleased to see Candice's response, and grateful that it seemed the attraction ran both ways. There were, after all, small hesitations and doubts. It was, after all, the nature of Candice that caused these uncertainties. Whether Canedice truly was drawn to Giselle, or simply her willingness to comply with her wishes. She knew they were ridiculous, Candice was not a woman who would lower herself in that way. But those little mental thorns still polluted her mind. She leaned in and brushed her nose against the woman's neck in idle reassurance to herself.

However, it wasn't long until Candice's attention seemed to focus. She staggered back a bit, and ultimately fell onto her back as Candice turned to face her, now more or less ontop of Giselle as they inspected her face. Not an unexpected reaction, but she was pleasantly surprised that Candice didn't pull away. she let her eyes drift to the side.....thinking. What year was it these days.... It was so hard to keep track sometimes, but after a few moments. She glanced back up at Candice, she HAD been thinking of just making a reference that would jar Candice's mind. But....well.....maybe quoting ancient Human History wasn't the best way to get her to the answer she wanted. No....Candice would prefer something more direct.

"I've been alive for ....some Fifteen hundred odd years." She noted lightly, ignoring the urge to continue lightly feeling up Candice since well.....yea that was gonna need to be a bit of information Candice would need time to swallow.

The pause was understandable, looking up to Candice and waiting patiently for the woman to figure out what was being told to her. Much to Giselle’s surprise the woman seemed to take well to the information, her own smile widening playfully.

”Its not something I usually bring up, not like people would usually believe me as it were. And thank you~ I’m glad I performed beyond expectations~.” she chimed, leaning up to meet Candice halfway in that soft kiss. Her gands slowly slipping back to her own soft reverent caress of the woman above her. She was happy, happier than she’d expected. Had she really been worried Candice would freak out?

She finally peeled from that warm embrace of lips, giving Candice a sly smile. ”So I gave my secret, now that we’re on the subject: is there anything I should be aware of? Not an alien or anything are you?” she asked playfully, knowing that Candice probably had nothing of similar calibur most likely. Not that she minded.

She was…. Giddy. Why was she giddy? Looking up at this pretty little blonde she wondered why it felt like she’d let go of a breath she’d been holding in.

Giselle paused, intrigued when she noticed the look that Candice gave her, and of course, seeing her contemplate the situation before finally dipping to the side, peeling away from Giselle to drop to lay beside her. The Zombie rolled onto her side, tilting her head and listening attentively as Candice seemed to take a moment before raising her hand. Of course she'd known about the spiritual powers, the sparks from before. But it was a level of control she hadn't quite expected from the woman. She was ......quite good for a girl born into a business. She could only wonder what it was that had caused such a sudden gift.

She was STILL contemplating when Candice explained that part about her aging. And Giselle.....froze. Doing a bit of mental math. She'd aged about .... a month in a decade? About 120 times slower than normal. If she was really aging that slowly....then she could live to be ....WELL over 1000 years old. Without even realizing, when Candice spoke back up, Giselle realized that her heart was racing. She snapped back to reality and then smiled at Candice.

"That's....still incredibly impressive actually. Powers have gotten fairly common these days. Not all over, but it's not uncommon to run into someone with spiritual abilities. But as for having your aging reduced to THAT degree.... now that is .....very rare." She noted softly, staring a little at Candice now in a look of interest that Candice hadn't seen before. She was a little...amazed. And also ......this .....changed a lot. She needed time to consider this....something to do when she WASN'T in the presence of the woman themselves. She'd have to think on this later, but all the same, she smiled, scooting over and giving the woman a fond look.

"And I'm glad you told me. Even if it's old news by now. IT still took me a while to get comfortable with my own age. Don't think I'm taking it for granted." She noted softly, leaning over lightly bumping the woman's shoulder with her forehead, a bit too small to reach much else.

"Thank you. It helps me feel a little less like the alien between us."