[font=Arial, serif]He was fortunate that beside the underlying nausea she was suffering, her mood was in good spirits. News of her arrival would have been top of the rumour mill working its way through the various quarters, at least the first person to approach her was of some competence. The tossed bait had been sidestepped, the silence interrupted. He’d amused her so far, but when her tolerance was reached, he’d find a cold, stone wall instead of mirth. Part of her wondered how he balanced, was he more smart than ass, or versa? Her, she’d like to believe she was a healthy balance, though everyone had their moments. [/font]
[font=Arial, serif]Eyes focused on her breakfast than him taking a seat, the scale tipping to ass, than smart with that. His question though, lifted the corner of her lips, tutting through her nose.[color=#0074d9][font=Arial, serif] “Requests? ...Just one. Skip the whole third act of Kirkwall. I’m not interested in starting my day in a bad mood. You don’t want that either, Sunshine.”[/font][/color] Brows shrugged with deliberate intent. She wasn’t going to talk about the details, fucking politics, surrounding the massacre of Kirkwall. [/font]
[font=Arial, serif][color=#0074d9][font=Arial, serif]“Legend, Champion, both shit titles that only get you shit patter,”[/font][/color] but then he let that rare diamond fall and Leaf’s head slowly turned to face him directly. [color=#0074d9][font=Arial, serif]“That’s quite good. I’ll give you points for that one rare nugget.”[/font][/color] Without another ounce of praise or gratitude, she went back to the food, chowing down another piece of bacon as if being back to strangers. [/font]
[font=Arial, serif]When he spoke up again, Leaf nodded along until he veered off her script. She again stared at him a moment, when suddenly she genuinely smiled at him, head bobbing a little as she chewed. [color=#0074d9][font=Arial, serif]“And you like shitting on folk to see if they take it. Looks like we both work in shit, Sunshine.”[/font][/color][/font]
[font=Arial, serif]Eyes focused on her breakfast than him taking a seat, the scale tipping to ass, than smart with that. His question though, lifted the corner of her lips, tutting through her nose.[color=#0074d9][font=Arial, serif] “Requests? ...Just one. Skip the whole third act of Kirkwall. I’m not interested in starting my day in a bad mood. You don’t want that either, Sunshine.”[/font][/color] Brows shrugged with deliberate intent. She wasn’t going to talk about the details, fucking politics, surrounding the massacre of Kirkwall. [/font]
[font=Arial, serif][color=#0074d9][font=Arial, serif]“Legend, Champion, both shit titles that only get you shit patter,”[/font][/color] but then he let that rare diamond fall and Leaf’s head slowly turned to face him directly. [color=#0074d9][font=Arial, serif]“That’s quite good. I’ll give you points for that one rare nugget.”[/font][/color] Without another ounce of praise or gratitude, she went back to the food, chowing down another piece of bacon as if being back to strangers. [/font]
[font=Arial, serif]When he spoke up again, Leaf nodded along until he veered off her script. She again stared at him a moment, when suddenly she genuinely smiled at him, head bobbing a little as she chewed. [color=#0074d9][font=Arial, serif]“And you like shitting on folk to see if they take it. Looks like we both work in shit, Sunshine.”[/font][/color][/font]
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