Before he moved, she nodded, there was in fact a bottle of whisky with his name on it, and her's too, once they made it back alive out of this. Her fingers lingered on his forearm, giving it a small squeeze as he took the lead. Following behind, Mariam nocked an arrow, but left the string loose, ready to shoot should Gab light something up with magic. This was now his realm of expertise. And so Mariam did as she always did, make sure to cover their asses as he worked.
It was a fine arrangement with them, they had worked well like this for many years in the past, and Mariam couldn't imagine her life without him now -- not after he left his group of friends to adventure with her.
She hadn't always -- she had once slugged him across the face for calling her love -- in another life time. But now, after all this time, she enjoyed the term of endearment, and she grinned back to his satisfied smile as the ward came down.
Of course she knew that it had to be as nerve wracking for him to let her be up front. Neither of them could really admit it, but this was it -- the two of them -- it was end game for them both once they figured it out and realized that the best sort of arrangements when it came to affairs of the heart oft began as the strongest of friendships as their foundations. But as she stepped into the room, senses keen on figuring out what was beyond that threshold she paused, feeling like all the air was starting to be drawn from the room, as columns of flames erupted from either side of right inside the door, giving her just a half second to turn and push them both back some.
What ever was inside the room, better be worth all this.
@Gabriel Poulin
It was a fine arrangement with them, they had worked well like this for many years in the past, and Mariam couldn't imagine her life without him now -- not after he left his group of friends to adventure with her.
Sharp as an arrow head.She calmed, breathing steadily, keeping her heart rate under control, falling into that almost trance like state she did when she entered into combat.
Hmm, I do like when you call me that.
She hadn't always -- she had once slugged him across the face for calling her love -- in another life time. But now, after all this time, she enjoyed the term of endearment, and she grinned back to his satisfied smile as the ward came down.
Ripe for the picking, or shooting one. We got this.She reassured him as she moved into the lead now -- Gabe could only cast if he had the protection to, and while yes, he could put a shield up, her being in front when they kicked in the door made sense -- it left him open to throw up a barrier and her free to shoot at will without worrying about what ever was on the other side aiming for him first.
Of course she knew that it had to be as nerve wracking for him to let her be up front. Neither of them could really admit it, but this was it -- the two of them -- it was end game for them both once they figured it out and realized that the best sort of arrangements when it came to affairs of the heart oft began as the strongest of friendships as their foundations. But as she stepped into the room, senses keen on figuring out what was beyond that threshold she paused, feeling like all the air was starting to be drawn from the room, as columns of flames erupted from either side of right inside the door, giving her just a half second to turn and push them both back some.
Trap!
What ever was inside the room, better be worth all this.
@Gabriel Poulin
07-13-2024, 12:01 PM
