Hotaru
Somewhere my lifeline still hums and sings
In the mess of all I have thrown away
Colt is unflappable, the jeering and leering washing off her shoulders like water split by the rock of her gaze locked to Hotaru's. If the Valkyrie was not set on helping the rancher win her current hand, she'd have sidled up against the other woman instead; see if saving horses and riding cowboys still held true with no horses or boys in sight. Hotaru has never been one to miss an opportunity to shoot her shot. In the mess of all I have thrown away
Alas, she has to ruin someone else's instead. As the man slides back enough to pat his thigh, she swings her legs over them and curls her arms comfortably around his shoulders, fingertips playing with the admittedly greasy ends of his hair. A temporary sacrifice. Her eyes move in natural, laconic arcs between the man between her claws and his cards, trusting Andraste's eyes to remain on Colt in her stead. Or rather, now that she'd been acknowledged, the men nearest to the rancher. Hotaru would hardly need the help should things go wrong but a little insurance never goes amiss.
Colt's jab is the perfect timing for Hotaru, tilting her head to smile down at the man with hooded eyes. "I think that was a challenge, don't you?" Moving her lips closer to his ear, her petal-pink mouth curls into a smile where he can't see, magic twisting across her tongue as she says, "Go all in."
It's as easy as taking candy from a baby, his arrogance making him predisposed to her compulsion and providing no barriers against it that would otherwise make him blink twice or appear befuddled. Instead his grin is arrogant as he shoves all of his earnings forward with a sweep of his forearm, tightening the other around Ru's waist. As the prevailing winner at the table she doesn't see a need to compel any of the other players even in partiality. Instead she crosses her legs neatly where they're splayed over her prey's lap, revealing the golden skin of her thigh from beneath the side slit of her skirt which immediately magnetizes the man's hand to it. Just another distraction - and one that hides the glint of Ru's eyes as they travel back in another brief glance towards Colt.
This time she winks, confident of the cover of assumed antagonism from anyone at the table.
Hungry now,
I am gathering new seeds to throw wide
I am gathering new seeds to throw wide
