// I got this feeling, yeah, you know where I'm losing all control //
Vesper hums low in his throat, tipping his glass just enough to watch the final amber dregs make lazy patterns along the glass. "Good and Jack don’t exactly belong in the same sentence," he murmurs, voice edged with dry amusement that likely sounds a good deal like the captain in question. "But she seems happy enough. And given he actually died for her not too long ago, I figure it all balances out." His smirk lingers as he sets his empty glass down, tapping a ringed finger lazily against the bar. "Not that I’d go around puttin’ him up for sainthood."
Mateo’s take on Stormbreak makes Vesper huff a quiet laugh, the edges of his sharp grin sharpening even further, though the question of recommendations pulls a thoughtful hum from him, before Vesper leans in a little closer, feigning regret. "I’d suggest my place, but chances are, my sisters’d have the whole damn house glitter-bombed the second we walked through the door." His smirk turns devilish. "And while I’m sure you’d look very pretty covered in stardust, I ain’t too keen on spendin’ the rest of the night pickin’ sequins outta places they don’t belong."
The demigod drums his fingers idly against the bar. "Could always take you to one of the brothels 'round here," he muses, letting the words roll slow and lazy off his tongue. "The Halenani's got some of the same enchantments as that one in King’s End. Real easy to lose yourself there—just gotta decide whether you’d rather be lost with someone or in someone." His smirk is all sharp edges as he pours them both another few fingers from the bottle.
But for all his teasing, he leans back slightly, letting the flirtation settle into something smoother, something less immediate. "If you ain’t got plans in the mornin’, though, I’ve got a different idea." He knocks his knuckles against his glass, lips quirking. "Miana Pool. Ever been?"
Mateo’s take on Stormbreak makes Vesper huff a quiet laugh, the edges of his sharp grin sharpening even further, though the question of recommendations pulls a thoughtful hum from him, before Vesper leans in a little closer, feigning regret. "I’d suggest my place, but chances are, my sisters’d have the whole damn house glitter-bombed the second we walked through the door." His smirk turns devilish. "And while I’m sure you’d look very pretty covered in stardust, I ain’t too keen on spendin’ the rest of the night pickin’ sequins outta places they don’t belong."
The demigod drums his fingers idly against the bar. "Could always take you to one of the brothels 'round here," he muses, letting the words roll slow and lazy off his tongue. "The Halenani's got some of the same enchantments as that one in King’s End. Real easy to lose yourself there—just gotta decide whether you’d rather be lost with someone or in someone." His smirk is all sharp edges as he pours them both another few fingers from the bottle.
But for all his teasing, he leans back slightly, letting the flirtation settle into something smoother, something less immediate. "If you ain’t got plans in the mornin’, though, I’ve got a different idea." He knocks his knuckles against his glass, lips quirking. "Miana Pool. Ever been?"
Vesper
//Go ahead and throw your stones, 'cause there's magic in my bones //
☆ has a pale star tattoo beneath his left eye, and freckle-sized constellations move across his skin
☽ hair changes from bleached blonde to brown
☆ telepathic: Sunlit Shadows | The user can read the surface thoughts and emotions of those within a 60ft radius. Control is excellent. Note: "Thoughts and emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
☽ hair changes from bleached blonde to brown
☆ telepathic: Sunlit Shadows | The user can read the surface thoughts and emotions of those within a 60ft radius. Control is excellent. Note: "Thoughts and emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
