COLT
What if I hurt you, what if I leave you
What if I find somebody else, and I don't need you
What if this goes south, what if I mess you up
What if I break your heart in two
What if I find somebody else, and I don't need you
What if this goes south, what if I mess you up
What if I break your heart in two
"Man after my own heart," she says with a cluck of her tongue and a wink as she slips from the countertop to get busy with his drink, departing with a grateful squeeze to his leg. "Alright, so, let me paint you a proper picture here," she says with a bit of a dramatic flourish for the storytelling, glancing over her should at him with a half-grin as she grabs a glass and curls an already cut wedge of lime around its rim.
"First of all, he can shift into a horse and he ended up carrying my ass all around the desert on a quest that Frey sent me on for the damn belt buckle rodeo prize." she pauses her rolling of the glass in rock salt to arch a 'brow at Thorn. "I dunno how many Attuned you know that are willing to let people ride them, but I don't know many." It had been a bit of a problem actually when trying to invite them to play at bulls for her event, with most seeming to find the notion apalling. "Other than Sunjata I mean, he's always an outlier," she waves him off with a hand as she resumes her task, affection coloring her dismissal of the Flood. "I mean, it was practical. Faster. Safer. But there's other options, so why'd he do it?"
Fishing the tequila out of the freezer along with some ice that rattles into the glass, Colt considers something else. "He's been helping me a lot, actually. When I first met him he cowboyed up, looked for a lost horse with me. Later, ran into him again buying lumber for the stands. He finished loading it and...cheered me up." There's no suggestive tone to her voice to imply the cheer had a deeper meaning, but saying he let her punch him didn't seem to accurately capture the moment they had shared. She held onto the cold tequila bottle for a minute then, lost in the idea of it all before catching herself and resuming, measuring with her heart when she poured the tequila in.
"He never asked for anything," she says softly, finishing with a premade mix and slides the tequila back into the freezer. She spins around and rejoins him, popping up next to him on the counter, but she leans her back against it, hair spilling over the edge by his legs while she stares upsidedown at him. "Seems sweet, right?" she asks cautiously, biting at the edge of her thumb in thought. "Anyway, back to the damn desert. We were out there for a few days. The quest took longer than either of us thought. We ended up hitting the ocean at the end to cool off, and that's where things really heated up."
Now there's a dangerous line to her lips, her gaze conspiratorial as she flicks it to Thorn. "I bet you have your favorites Thorn. He's mine." She laughs then, "Gods I almost creamed my pants just kissing him. I was like a fucking virgin again." She covers her face with both her hands and turns her head away with a groan. "Maybe I just had heatstroke by then."
"First of all, he can shift into a horse and he ended up carrying my ass all around the desert on a quest that Frey sent me on for the damn belt buckle rodeo prize." she pauses her rolling of the glass in rock salt to arch a 'brow at Thorn. "I dunno how many Attuned you know that are willing to let people ride them, but I don't know many." It had been a bit of a problem actually when trying to invite them to play at bulls for her event, with most seeming to find the notion apalling. "Other than Sunjata I mean, he's always an outlier," she waves him off with a hand as she resumes her task, affection coloring her dismissal of the Flood. "I mean, it was practical. Faster. Safer. But there's other options, so why'd he do it?"
Fishing the tequila out of the freezer along with some ice that rattles into the glass, Colt considers something else. "He's been helping me a lot, actually. When I first met him he cowboyed up, looked for a lost horse with me. Later, ran into him again buying lumber for the stands. He finished loading it and...cheered me up." There's no suggestive tone to her voice to imply the cheer had a deeper meaning, but saying he let her punch him didn't seem to accurately capture the moment they had shared. She held onto the cold tequila bottle for a minute then, lost in the idea of it all before catching herself and resuming, measuring with her heart when she poured the tequila in.
"He never asked for anything," she says softly, finishing with a premade mix and slides the tequila back into the freezer. She spins around and rejoins him, popping up next to him on the counter, but she leans her back against it, hair spilling over the edge by his legs while she stares upsidedown at him. "Seems sweet, right?" she asks cautiously, biting at the edge of her thumb in thought. "Anyway, back to the damn desert. We were out there for a few days. The quest took longer than either of us thought. We ended up hitting the ocean at the end to cool off, and that's where things really heated up."
Now there's a dangerous line to her lips, her gaze conspiratorial as she flicks it to Thorn. "I bet you have your favorites Thorn. He's mine." She laughs then, "Gods I almost creamed my pants just kissing him. I was like a fucking virgin again." She covers her face with both her hands and turns her head away with a groan. "Maybe I just had heatstroke by then."
What if I was made for you and you were made for me
What if I just pulled you close, what if I leaned in
And the stars line up, and it's our last first kiss
What if I loved all these what ifs away
What if I just pulled you close, what if I leaned in
And the stars line up, and it's our last first kiss
What if I loved all these what ifs away
Received a Gilded Market wig from Remi that resembles her usual hair and is enchanted to stay on better than most wigs | has a reverse centaur tattoo on her left hand with the legs going down her pointer and middle fingers that looks like this.
