Surprised by the submission, Ruth almost did a double take. Almost. Her injury required his full attention to think about it further. His ego came back with full gusto as she voiced standards for a bedfellow. “I have a wonderful personality.” He’d argue. Sorta. His mouth landed him in enough trouble, though it equally rescued him too.
She did look good in red though. Not blood red of course, but that deep rosy shade really did bring out her eyes some more.
Pleased his warning had been heeded, Ruth continued piecing her back together. “Ah yes, my magic. Not my knowledge, or my witty tongue, or the delicate control it takes. I’m an artist.” Her senses were returning though, retorting words cutting in tone, but lacked in accuracy that caused Ruth’s hands to pause, his head deliberately turning to raise a brow at her. “I’m still taller than you. So no. If anyone’s the Short ass, it’s you, Spiderbait.”
A smirk broke out across his face. “If you were like this all the time, I’m pretty sure it devolve into assault. Not that I’d mind. I’m not above having my back ripped to shreds, but again, I’d rather you ask me all rosy like, not fogged and fake.” He wasn’t about to bed anyone who wasn’t in the full faculties either, especially when he knew the person some. Even in the high of alcohol and the fog of whatever stimulant he was under, there were some lines even Ruth didn’t cross.
“Big difference between slightly, and blitzed. I’d need to play catch up, think I’d like to meet darlin’ one day. You see wankered Ruth enough.” Captain Ruth. For some reason he leaned on the pirate aspect, the vagabond who commanded a ship (the table), when the group took rest at a tavern. Her grip over his hand caught his attention, brow furrowing briefly before his casting hand adjusted, the balm of magic increased and sped up further. A smugness entered his expression with her conditions, pity, but the bath was on the cards.
“I can adopt the resemblance of a gentleman. I’m not above respectability.” A wink tossed, Ruth withdrew both hands, the glyph around still lingering illuminating the space. Leaning back he grinned at her, “My hands will remain wherever you tell me to put them, promise,” why did he do that?
She did look good in red though. Not blood red of course, but that deep rosy shade really did bring out her eyes some more.
Pleased his warning had been heeded, Ruth continued piecing her back together. “Ah yes, my magic. Not my knowledge, or my witty tongue, or the delicate control it takes. I’m an artist.” Her senses were returning though, retorting words cutting in tone, but lacked in accuracy that caused Ruth’s hands to pause, his head deliberately turning to raise a brow at her. “I’m still taller than you. So no. If anyone’s the Short ass, it’s you, Spiderbait.”
A smirk broke out across his face. “If you were like this all the time, I’m pretty sure it devolve into assault. Not that I’d mind. I’m not above having my back ripped to shreds, but again, I’d rather you ask me all rosy like, not fogged and fake.” He wasn’t about to bed anyone who wasn’t in the full faculties either, especially when he knew the person some. Even in the high of alcohol and the fog of whatever stimulant he was under, there were some lines even Ruth didn’t cross.
“Big difference between slightly, and blitzed. I’d need to play catch up, think I’d like to meet darlin’ one day. You see wankered Ruth enough.” Captain Ruth. For some reason he leaned on the pirate aspect, the vagabond who commanded a ship (the table), when the group took rest at a tavern. Her grip over his hand caught his attention, brow furrowing briefly before his casting hand adjusted, the balm of magic increased and sped up further. A smugness entered his expression with her conditions, pity, but the bath was on the cards.
“I can adopt the resemblance of a gentleman. I’m not above respectability.” A wink tossed, Ruth withdrew both hands, the glyph around still lingering illuminating the space. Leaning back he grinned at her, “My hands will remain wherever you tell me to put them, promise,” why did he do that?
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