Liam
In just a matter of minutes, just a matter of time
We could lose it all, we could lose it all
We could lose it all, we could lose it all
Thal flicked her tail, excitement sparking in her gaze as she reached across the bartop, offering her hand palm up. Liam stared at it for a moment, hesitating one final time. But in the end, remembering that the Ancient needed his feedback for her quest and it would therefore be unfortunate to kill him - especially given that she was unlikely to find someone else stupid enough to agree to this - he reached out, hesitant, to place his hand loosely over hers.
Resisting the urge to fidget with his water glass, the ex-soldier tried to brace himself for what was to come, but having no frame of reference for what would transpire, he wasn't sure how he should best prepare. Would he simply feel drained or tired? Surely Thal wouldn't look so very predatory if that was it, so would it hurt? And how badly?
"Ready when you are."
Resisting the urge to fidget with his water glass, the ex-soldier tried to brace himself for what was to come, but having no frame of reference for what would transpire, he wasn't sure how he should best prepare. Would he simply feel drained or tired? Surely Thal wouldn't look so very predatory if that was it, so would it hurt? And how badly?
"Ready when you are."
If all we are is just what we've earned
We are the destroyers
We are the destroyers
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Liam.
Feel free to use force/magic on Liam.
