Aithne
High infidelity
Put on your records and regret me
Put on your records and regret me
Blue eyes glitter from beneath the hood, a smirk appearing on an attractive mouth. Aithne pouts, but there's no heat to it - merely a playful sort of mischievousness. "Now, where's the fun in that?" she purrs, fluttering her lashes. "Isn't there something about guys enjoying the chase?" The umbrella twirls, and the girl lets out a shrieking giggle as droplets rain down upon her ruined hair and drenched clothes.
But the stranger doesn't stop there. He offers her a free drink, and her brows raise a hair before she puts on her best kicked-puppy look. With her damp, bedraggled appearance, she certainly looks the part. She manages to hold it for long enough to prove her point, then laughs, shaking her head. "Don't think I won't take you up on that offer." Then she tilts her head. "Just one problem. I don't exactly know where the Dusklight is."
But the stranger doesn't stop there. He offers her a free drink, and her brows raise a hair before she puts on her best kicked-puppy look. With her damp, bedraggled appearance, she certainly looks the part. She manages to hold it for long enough to prove her point, then laughs, shaking her head. "Don't think I won't take you up on that offer." Then she tilts her head. "Just one problem. I don't exactly know where the Dusklight is."
I bent the truth too far tonight
I was dancing around, dancing around it
I was dancing around, dancing around it
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Aithne.
Feel free to use force/magic on Aithne.
