[AnOTP]: For Anita

[eyrienprince]

It's a hot summer day, and Lucivar is practicing, the bugs buzzing around him and landing on his sweaty shoulders as he moves through his routine, though more sluggishly than usual. It doesn't take him long to give up and vanish the stick, heading over toward the lake with his cloud of companions following him.

He needs to cool off, he's decided, vanishing the pants and leaving him in fairly sparse underwear at the water's edge, wading decisively into the still frigid lake.

He breathes out, a sigh of bliss.