COLT
Admittedly, she doesn't know the bundle of cloths that likes pranks very well either, doesn't even have a local shrine for it. She knows enough, but the notion that it likes to torment sailors who don't offer taxes of goodwill seems peculiar, more like a superstition than any divine toll. Which, fine enough to pay such a price just for the hell of it, the same way she's always a little leery of putting her hat down on her bed, even if she knows it's foolish. All Jack would be out of is a bit of time and some toys or candies, which seems a small price to pay for an intact hull, or even just the idea of one. "Y'know, I've found an even more sure fire trick for that," she grins, gaze flicking to his briefly. "I just avoid the sea. Haven't run into a kraken yet, if you'd believe it." Remi doesn't count in this case. "Since I'm guessing that's off the table for you, better make sure your outfit is finer than a frog hair split four ways."
With some beads and fringe set into a keep pile, and some lace and ribbon set aside in Jack's pile, Colt draws out a sheer bolt of voile, more like dusk on its own, but layered over itself, takes on something close to midnight. "Wait," she says, pausing her rustling for a minute to glance seriously at him, features drawn taut as a virgin. "You're supposed to have an excuse for that?" her 'brows rise in disbelief, and she abandons the cloth for the time being to hold up her tequila bottle. "Do ya think dinner counts?"
With some beads and fringe set into a keep pile, and some lace and ribbon set aside in Jack's pile, Colt draws out a sheer bolt of voile, more like dusk on its own, but layered over itself, takes on something close to midnight. "Wait," she says, pausing her rustling for a minute to glance seriously at him, features drawn taut as a virgin. "You're supposed to have an excuse for that?" her 'brows rise in disbelief, and she abandons the cloth for the time being to hold up her tequila bottle. "Do ya think dinner counts?"
If I go missing, don't bother looking, I'm probably just riding the wind
'Cause cowboys and sunsets, you can always count on them, but never to stay
I guess I'm a cowboy, 'cause there's a sunset on the way
'Cause cowboys and sunsets, you can always count on them, but never to stay
I guess I'm a cowboy, 'cause there's a sunset on the way
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.
