Dance with the waves, move with the sea,
Smiling around the rim of her own glass, her eyes flit over his exposed skin again before lifting to meet his gaze with obvious amusement and appreciation. "Hmmm... I thought it might be the teeth." She assumes most would find the sharp row of teeth unsettling, but there are all sorts of people out there. The Dusklight, especially, seems like the kind of place Asta would find a multitude of admirers. Not that she cares one way or another as long as he saves the drinks for her.
Her laughter slowly fades as she lets the achievement go straight to her head along with the whiskey. It seems small, but she's bordering on that tired delirious stage that makes anything a big deal. Propping her cheek on the glass she holds, she watches him with a cheshire grin of pointy fangs, noticing the catch. If Asta had chosen to finish his statement, he might have found her less uptight about the term, too lulled by the alcohol and banter to feel the usual defensive pride. It helps that she's come to like the Ancient.
Thal accepts the suggestion of 'practice' with a little less excitement, although she nods in acknowledgement. If one session has already helped this much, she can't deny that it will only get better. So she gathers her breath again to try the tongue twister.
"If a dog chewsh shoesth, whose shoesth doesth he chooshe?" It may not be perfect, but it's already a thousand times better than before, and Thal can feel the curse shift slightly.
Her smile brightens even more, the flush of her cheeks contrasting the way her dark hair frames her sapphire eyes. An idea flashes over her face, and she reaches into a pocket to grasp a round piece of cold metal. A small clink sounds as she tosses it gently on the desk before Asta. "Asth a token of my gratithude." She finishes off her whiskey as she leaves him to figure out what the mirror does, trying not to make a big deal out of the gesture.
Thalassa gives Asta a mirror.
Type: Grey | Style: Defensive | Level: Upgraded
A pocket mirror that when placed on the ground duplicates the user's appearance exactly. Duplicate cannot speak or leave their place and appears as if the user is simply standing still. Lasts 2 rounds in combat. Must be picked up to be re-activated.
Her laughter slowly fades as she lets the achievement go straight to her head along with the whiskey. It seems small, but she's bordering on that tired delirious stage that makes anything a big deal. Propping her cheek on the glass she holds, she watches him with a cheshire grin of pointy fangs, noticing the catch. If Asta had chosen to finish his statement, he might have found her less uptight about the term, too lulled by the alcohol and banter to feel the usual defensive pride. It helps that she's come to like the Ancient.
Thal accepts the suggestion of 'practice' with a little less excitement, although she nods in acknowledgement. If one session has already helped this much, she can't deny that it will only get better. So she gathers her breath again to try the tongue twister.
"If a dog chewsh shoesth, whose shoesth doesth he chooshe?" It may not be perfect, but it's already a thousand times better than before, and Thal can feel the curse shift slightly.
Her smile brightens even more, the flush of her cheeks contrasting the way her dark hair frames her sapphire eyes. An idea flashes over her face, and she reaches into a pocket to grasp a round piece of cold metal. A small clink sounds as she tosses it gently on the desk before Asta. "Asth a token of my gratithude." She finishes off her whiskey as she leaves him to figure out what the mirror does, trying not to make a big deal out of the gesture.
Thalassa gives Asta a mirror.
Type: Grey | Style: Defensive | Level: Upgraded
A pocket mirror that when placed on the ground duplicates the user's appearance exactly. Duplicate cannot speak or leave their place and appears as if the user is simply standing still. Lasts 2 rounds in combat. Must be picked up to be re-activated.
Thalassa
let the rhythm of the water set your soul free.
