If movin' on had a scoreboard, It'd say
The bright bounce of the rainbow made mortal coming her way is, disappointingly, not the triplet she'd been here for. That said, there's no denying the way Nova brightens up every room she comes into, with a joy too infectious to resist. "Well now, if it ain't the buckin' bronc star herself," Colt greets warmly, nodding as Nova gets her name right. A smile stretches out in response to Nova's own, growing a touch wider as the giggle floats by, guilty as charged.
Maybe if she better understood the risk that comes with one of Nova's drinks, she would have found a polite way to decline, but as it stands she sure as shit didn't come all the way to a bar not to have a drink, handsome man be damned. "Can't say that doesn't sound good," Colt drawls warmly, leaning onto her hands as she props them up under her chin. "I usually go sour though, and don't drink much besides tequila." She's tried all kinds of assorted drinks, and truthfully can't manage most without making a face, with rum and whiskey being the absolute worst.
There's a certain shine to Nova though that makes her give in to the idea of getting snatched and grabbed, despite her better judgement. "Let's try it, but only if you'll drink with me," she winks. Today is not the sort of day for drinking alone.
Maybe if she better understood the risk that comes with one of Nova's drinks, she would have found a polite way to decline, but as it stands she sure as shit didn't come all the way to a bar not to have a drink, handsome man be damned. "Can't say that doesn't sound good," Colt drawls warmly, leaning onto her hands as she props them up under her chin. "I usually go sour though, and don't drink much besides tequila." She's tried all kinds of assorted drinks, and truthfully can't manage most without making a face, with rum and whiskey being the absolute worst.
There's a certain shine to Nova though that makes her give in to the idea of getting snatched and grabbed, despite her better judgement. "Let's try it, but only if you'll drink with me," she winks. Today is not the sort of day for drinking alone.
Colt
You and your memory, one, me and this bar, none
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.
