"Huh, guess it would be a good part o' soldier trainin'." Tal tilted his head to the side, looking Koa over with more than just his usual fluster over how handsome the younger man was. There was a different glint of consideration in his pale eyes, but as he opened his mouth to ask--
This time the innuendo struck home, and the courier was overcome with a sudden fit of coughing and laughter, both of which he tried to muffle so as not to disturb anyone else in the chapel, and not succeeding terribly well at it.
"Yeah... yeah, Nature Frey," Tal finally managed to wheeze out, ducking his head in embarrassment against the glares of the elderly couple seated at the far front of the room. "I'm guessin' you're more of a sexy-Frey kinda guy, then?"
Given that sex Frey had saved his life once, Tal was a fan of the god in all their aspects, but nature Frey would always hold a special place in his heart.
The dust was scintillating and strange as he worked it into his Dagger, and though Tal wrinkled his nose in annoyance at Koa's handsiness with his loot, it wasn't like he didn't have enough to spare a guy a pinch. "Yeah, that's it," the courier agreed with a soft snort of his own, careful not to send the Dust flying. "Extra painful ones!" He flipped the Dagger over, its hare-foot charm flopping over to the other side of his thigh as he began to coat the other side of the blade. "It's s'posed to give my knife an extra edge. Do a bit more damage'n it already does, y'know?" He flicked a glance over at the Dragoon, curious in spite of himself. "What about you? What's your weapon o' choice?"
Besides that debonair grin and dangerously lethal six-pack.
This time the innuendo struck home, and the courier was overcome with a sudden fit of coughing and laughter, both of which he tried to muffle so as not to disturb anyone else in the chapel, and not succeeding terribly well at it.
"Yeah... yeah, Nature Frey," Tal finally managed to wheeze out, ducking his head in embarrassment against the glares of the elderly couple seated at the far front of the room. "I'm guessin' you're more of a sexy-Frey kinda guy, then?"
Given that sex Frey had saved his life once, Tal was a fan of the god in all their aspects, but nature Frey would always hold a special place in his heart.
The dust was scintillating and strange as he worked it into his Dagger, and though Tal wrinkled his nose in annoyance at Koa's handsiness with his loot, it wasn't like he didn't have enough to spare a guy a pinch. "Yeah, that's it," the courier agreed with a soft snort of his own, careful not to send the Dust flying. "Extra painful ones!" He flipped the Dagger over, its hare-foot charm flopping over to the other side of his thigh as he began to coat the other side of the blade. "It's s'posed to give my knife an extra edge. Do a bit more damage'n it already does, y'know?" He flicked a glance over at the Dragoon, curious in spite of himself. "What about you? What's your weapon o' choice?"
Besides that debonair grin and dangerously lethal six-pack.
