// Different night, same rodeo //
A sudden laugh escapes her at his remark, because out the gate he's throwing out her brand of humor, and she's positive now more than ever that she'll be able to convince him to partake in the dusty good-time event. He's every inch the type of person she can respect the most, someone strong enough to do the work, but light enough to still enjoy the fun. People often seem to struggle with the balance, tipping one way or another too heavily.
"Oh? The secret stash," she murmurs with a gleam to her gaze as it meets his. She leans into a hand that's propped up on the table, no hint of trouble about her now that they've shifted to business, one she's got complete confidence in. "The main event is usually bull riding," she drawls, "but so many of you won't even break a sweat with that challenge." She's never really considered herself weak, maybe in matters of the heart, but not with most everything else. She is absolutely aware she lacks the strength and talents of those around her though, Remi chief among them.
"So I need your help to make it a bit more exciting for those who are too capable." She grins, her hand falling away from her cheek as she draws the belt buckle from her back pocket and lays it out on the table, catching the soft bar light with a gleam. "Frey made me this, a prize for the winner, some extra luck and some coin for whoever can manage to stay on one of Caido's shifted for 8 seconds." The buckle is more about what you earned, but the luck can always be useful. It's also rather pretty, she thinks.
As for where Remi and Ronin come in? "Of course you can participate, if you want," she says with a shrug, "but I was hoping you'd set some people on their assess too. Whatever form you think will be the hardest to hang onto. Something to give a show."
"Oh? The secret stash," she murmurs with a gleam to her gaze as it meets his. She leans into a hand that's propped up on the table, no hint of trouble about her now that they've shifted to business, one she's got complete confidence in. "The main event is usually bull riding," she drawls, "but so many of you won't even break a sweat with that challenge." She's never really considered herself weak, maybe in matters of the heart, but not with most everything else. She is absolutely aware she lacks the strength and talents of those around her though, Remi chief among them.
"So I need your help to make it a bit more exciting for those who are too capable." She grins, her hand falling away from her cheek as she draws the belt buckle from her back pocket and lays it out on the table, catching the soft bar light with a gleam. "Frey made me this, a prize for the winner, some extra luck and some coin for whoever can manage to stay on one of Caido's shifted for 8 seconds." The buckle is more about what you earned, but the luck can always be useful. It's also rather pretty, she thinks.
As for where Remi and Ronin come in? "Of course you can participate, if you want," she says with a shrug, "but I was hoping you'd set some people on their assess too. Whatever form you think will be the hardest to hang onto. Something to give a show."
Colt
// Set me on fire, put me out like smoke //
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.
