06-20-2018, 04:47 PM
Ash placed another order in. She then finished her first drink while putting her eyes back on the screen but her focus not as clean as before she felt the eyes of whoever this was burning an eager hole into her body. She side glanced back at him, taking advantage of the lack of pupils that no longer showed. Her eyes landed on the oversized trench colored coat and several glowing lights peeking out of the shadows of his hood. Her scanner ran a diagnostics over her, several numbers flashing across her screen, their meaning only apparent to her.
The woman before him took another slow drink of what was left in her cup, pulling the cold glass back off her pierced lip and placed it against the table top under her arms. Her head turned so she now she could see him full on, her jaw sitting on her bare shoulder, the clothing she had summoned prior to the fight hung in shreds by her chest and waist.
She decided against a smile in favor of just inspecting him a bit more. But while her resting bitch face would have normal people running, this creature remains. Her new company has planted himself in a place where he could watch her every move as well as become a harder target of an attack. Not that she was allowed to attack him anyway, nor she has any desire. Yet.
“The Underverse?” She spoke before looking back in her drink’s direction, the bartender was there switching out her cups. She flashed him a genuine smile before letting it flop into nothing, as a gesture that the NPC was more important than this rando.
Ash took a long sip of the alcoholic beverage.
When she was done she took on a much friendlier appearance and smiled at him. She swung on the stool so she faced him, her upper weight pressed on the bar while her legs stretched enticingly in the clearing behind her. “Okay, Sure. I’ll spill. But what do I get in return?” She asked, revealing the crystal glass still in her hand as she swirled it in a stereotypical bad guy kind of way, her tail dancing behind her.
After all, a girl like herself had to make the most of what she had to offer. Especially when he seemed so strong-willed about getting the information.
The woman before him took another slow drink of what was left in her cup, pulling the cold glass back off her pierced lip and placed it against the table top under her arms. Her head turned so she now she could see him full on, her jaw sitting on her bare shoulder, the clothing she had summoned prior to the fight hung in shreds by her chest and waist.
She decided against a smile in favor of just inspecting him a bit more. But while her resting bitch face would have normal people running, this creature remains. Her new company has planted himself in a place where he could watch her every move as well as become a harder target of an attack. Not that she was allowed to attack him anyway, nor she has any desire. Yet.
“The Underverse?” She spoke before looking back in her drink’s direction, the bartender was there switching out her cups. She flashed him a genuine smile before letting it flop into nothing, as a gesture that the NPC was more important than this rando.
Ash took a long sip of the alcoholic beverage.
When she was done she took on a much friendlier appearance and smiled at him. She swung on the stool so she faced him, her upper weight pressed on the bar while her legs stretched enticingly in the clearing behind her. “Okay, Sure. I’ll spill. But what do I get in return?” She asked, revealing the crystal glass still in her hand as she swirled it in a stereotypical bad guy kind of way, her tail dancing behind her.
After all, a girl like herself had to make the most of what she had to offer. Especially when he seemed so strong-willed about getting the information.
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Warning: Anything that involves Ash should be rated M. Possibly higher.
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