// Got something inside, don't hide it, like dynamite ignitin' //
She's terrifying. Like a little dog that might go for your ankles if you move too fast. So he makes each movement count, makes sure to stay the fuck out of her way so that his help is actually helpful. Luckily Kaisel is used to being bossed around and told he's trash, that's just a day in the life of military, especially for someone so low in the ranks as he. Her instructions are clipped, but he heeds them—chat, he locks tf in. He's not gonna fumble this baddie tonight.
Her hand on his chest feels like it could swing the planet out of orbit. The gravity of it pushes him against the counter, and it'd do or die time as she stares him down like she's half a mind to eat him, in the less desirable way. At her question that isn't a question he nods, a glint finding his eye at the challenge of having to win her back to good graces. She relents, and he takes the space back, pushing off the bar and grabbing for her hand like it belongs in his.
"C'mon," he says with a grin, leading her out from behind the bar, from the Hanged Man as a whole as Flora shuts it down.
The fresh air hits like a slap, and he feels the perk of it instantly as he inhales salt and the promise of a night that should be ending, but isn't. "First," he announces to her, "We're getting some burgers. Nothing hits better at 2am after drinking." He might not know his way around Torchline as well as her, but he's been here a bit recently, and he knows the smart businesses would set up near the bars for this exact occasion. So he guides them towards the nearby burger joint with a newfound need to prove himself, and all the confidence in the world that he can.
He prefers it this way. He's had a taste, but now he wants to know her, wants to run the risk of falling for her if he's going to have her, because that's the only way that's worth it.
Her hand on his chest feels like it could swing the planet out of orbit. The gravity of it pushes him against the counter, and it'd do or die time as she stares him down like she's half a mind to eat him, in the less desirable way. At her question that isn't a question he nods, a glint finding his eye at the challenge of having to win her back to good graces. She relents, and he takes the space back, pushing off the bar and grabbing for her hand like it belongs in his.
"C'mon," he says with a grin, leading her out from behind the bar, from the Hanged Man as a whole as Flora shuts it down.
The fresh air hits like a slap, and he feels the perk of it instantly as he inhales salt and the promise of a night that should be ending, but isn't. "First," he announces to her, "We're getting some burgers. Nothing hits better at 2am after drinking." He might not know his way around Torchline as well as her, but he's been here a bit recently, and he knows the smart businesses would set up near the bars for this exact occasion. So he guides them towards the nearby burger joint with a newfound need to prove himself, and all the confidence in the world that he can.
He prefers it this way. He's had a taste, but now he wants to know her, wants to run the risk of falling for her if he's going to have her, because that's the only way that's worth it.
Kaisel
// Take the music, learn to use it, turn it up 'til your speakers blow fuses //
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
