Tryin' to stay between the lines of who I am and who I used to be
”Yoooou,” she warns Zavien with a wag of a finger and a dreamy laugh as she tilts upright beside him. ”Better watch what you say mister. I know ribs.” A bold claim to say that in the city of all places the best ribs are to be found. She might just have to be the judge of that, and all the more reason for Zavien to come back to the rodeo if she is, as she suspects she will be, correct that these don’t top the ones in King’s End.
Still, she happily saunters along with him, redirected a time or two when she drifts with the reminder of the impending savory delights and ruthless judgment awaiting. En route though, one of the rings on her fingers slips free. It’d been a newer one, picked up on a whim because it had a pretty light to it, but it never completely fit right. She hears it, and pauses, stepping back and pivoting to look for it, but her boot heel crunches down on it in the same motion. Ground between boot and stone and the swivel of her confusion, the band snaps, and she soon enough forgets about it and continues on with Zavien with a shrug. ”Easy come, easy go,” she murmurs.
Admittedly once they arrive to the rib stand it does seem more authentic than she had been expecting from Stormbreak. Swept up into an easy smile at the happy exchange between the two men, she just grins at them each in turn, apparently already plenty picked up by the energy and long since having forgotten what she’d been stumbling over anyway. Not that she’s about to refuse any ribs though. ”Oh Joe,” she gushes as she sits and watches him scrounge up meat like it’s a holy relic. ”We’re gonna get along just fine,” she titters, lounging over her table with some elbows and a drape of her chin in her hands.
She grabs the plate eagerly from him, but seems to sober up momentarily at his warning. Her gaze has never been entirely clear yet, but it takes on a more distant look still, the plate tilting dangerously as she seems frozen briefly. ”I already have a problem like that,” she murmurs, gaze sliding in jagged arcs towards Joe. ”Don’t give me another.”
The plate settles without any further stress and the smell and the heat of the meat pulls her back to this more current present. She leans in with a fresh smile, diving in with her hands to feast.
Colt has destroyed the following
Eclipse Ring | A silver ring marbled through with an eerie light. When worn, any Ascended within 5ft of the wearer will lose their enhanced senses and speed. May be used for a maximum of 3 posts per thread.
Type: Light | Style: Offensive | Level: Basic | Cost: Action
Still, she happily saunters along with him, redirected a time or two when she drifts with the reminder of the impending savory delights and ruthless judgment awaiting. En route though, one of the rings on her fingers slips free. It’d been a newer one, picked up on a whim because it had a pretty light to it, but it never completely fit right. She hears it, and pauses, stepping back and pivoting to look for it, but her boot heel crunches down on it in the same motion. Ground between boot and stone and the swivel of her confusion, the band snaps, and she soon enough forgets about it and continues on with Zavien with a shrug. ”Easy come, easy go,” she murmurs.
Admittedly once they arrive to the rib stand it does seem more authentic than she had been expecting from Stormbreak. Swept up into an easy smile at the happy exchange between the two men, she just grins at them each in turn, apparently already plenty picked up by the energy and long since having forgotten what she’d been stumbling over anyway. Not that she’s about to refuse any ribs though. ”Oh Joe,” she gushes as she sits and watches him scrounge up meat like it’s a holy relic. ”We’re gonna get along just fine,” she titters, lounging over her table with some elbows and a drape of her chin in her hands.
She grabs the plate eagerly from him, but seems to sober up momentarily at his warning. Her gaze has never been entirely clear yet, but it takes on a more distant look still, the plate tilting dangerously as she seems frozen briefly. ”I already have a problem like that,” she murmurs, gaze sliding in jagged arcs towards Joe. ”Don’t give me another.”
The plate settles without any further stress and the smell and the heat of the meat pulls her back to this more current present. She leans in with a fresh smile, diving in with her hands to feast.
Colt has destroyed the following
Eclipse Ring | A silver ring marbled through with an eerie light. When worn, any Ascended within 5ft of the wearer will lose their enhanced senses and speed. May be used for a maximum of 3 posts per thread.
Type: Light | Style: Offensive | Level: Basic | Cost: Action
Colt
I been livin', I been losin', findin' out that I can't run from me
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.
