[font=Arial, serif]Ruth’s grin only widened with the questioning brow. From this angle a nug could look handsome, but the healer was nothing but confident that his appearance to some was more than satisfactory. His mouth had equally gotten him into and out of trouble and one couldn’t knock a man for trying, especially at this disadvantage. [/font]
[font=Arial, serif]Even as Zevran approached and made his comment about prayer and gods, Ruth scoffed. “And if I said some lovers have called me such, what then?” Though it tapered off to a mumble as his captor approached. Ruth had less than a mere second to prepare himself, the clean cut of the rope sending him hurtling downward, head first. He just managed to save his head from bouncing off the ground with a hand. “Motherfuck- …” [/font]
[font=Arial, serif]From a pile of layers a blonde head poked out, blue hues crying foul words behind them. “Rut’theran. Ruth… Well thank you Zevran. Usually rope isn’t on the cards until the second or third round, someone knows a good time.”[/font]
[font=Arial, serif]Even as Zevran approached and made his comment about prayer and gods, Ruth scoffed. “And if I said some lovers have called me such, what then?” Though it tapered off to a mumble as his captor approached. Ruth had less than a mere second to prepare himself, the clean cut of the rope sending him hurtling downward, head first. He just managed to save his head from bouncing off the ground with a hand. “Motherfuck- …” [/font]
[font=Arial, serif]From a pile of layers a blonde head poked out, blue hues crying foul words behind them. “Rut’theran. Ruth… Well thank you Zevran. Usually rope isn’t on the cards until the second or third round, someone knows a good time.”[/font]
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