reaching for a book of matches
strike a light and then you'll see the real mess that i am
strike a light and then you'll see the real mess that i am
“The same could be said about a great many things.” He hums playfully, flashing her his shark toothed grin before he explains that whatever had given him the wound that’s mostly healed by now. She’s right in assuming that he won’t share much more information than that - because he’s definitely in the business of keeping his own private affairs exactly that. So the shift in subject is easy, focused as he returns it onto her and the roll of her eyes, nothing more than an annoying older brother.
A low chuckle of his approval is interrupted by the echo sharks, even if the screams and cries aren’t anything that ward him away like it does the others lingering on the docks of Jack Tar. “Good. And yes, as it turns out, the next wagon will be leaving likely in about forty-five minutes.” Enough for a drink or two, depending on how quickly he’s able to down them. Though, knowing her tastes, there would be plenty that would be easy enough to toss back. That is, of course, if she wanted to indulge in the spoils on her ship.
Extending the elbow that had nudged her toward her if she wished to take it, he turns with the click of his boots. “On your ship or one of the bars here, darling?” He asks curiously.
A low chuckle of his approval is interrupted by the echo sharks, even if the screams and cries aren’t anything that ward him away like it does the others lingering on the docks of Jack Tar. “Good. And yes, as it turns out, the next wagon will be leaving likely in about forty-five minutes.” Enough for a drink or two, depending on how quickly he’s able to down them. Though, knowing her tastes, there would be plenty that would be easy enough to toss back. That is, of course, if she wanted to indulge in the spoils on her ship.
Extending the elbow that had nudged her toward her if she wished to take it, he turns with the click of his boots. “On your ship or one of the bars here, darling?” He asks curiously.
Astaroth
i swear it's nothing personal - i swear it's nothing personal //////
