COLT
Well life's got a lot of sticks and stones
And a blade that'll cut you to the bone
But if you're doing what you love and it kills you
Well, you can live with that all day long
And a blade that'll cut you to the bone
But if you're doing what you love and it kills you
Well, you can live with that all day long
Colt snorts at the very idea of Thal being inclined to just pour herself over a seat and tinkle for assistance. "No," she whines, shoving into Thal faintly for being so hard headed. "All I meant is that style of bell is used for that and it's boring when you could have a whole bell belt or something instead." The hand bells were otherwise impressive table weights if not beckoning someone to run over and deposit grapes in your mouth. "Although you already bought it so if you're really just trying to cover up how lazy you are on your ship, I'll be listening for proof." Suffice to say, she best not jostle her bell too heavily when she returns home or Colt will be nearby and assume she's ordering about her crew in the least scallywag way possible.
A fine thing to turn being waited on into the downside of the joke here, but with both women independent enough to be annoying about it, the idea of such frailty as being unable to serve herself her own drink is not appealing. "It is nice to visit a spa and experience it once in a while," Colt confesses a bit quietly. This, of course, coming from someone who has been to a spa maybe a total of twice. Enough so that it could just be considered a form of roleplaying, little more than a role to pick up and then putb back for a few hours.
Unruffled by the accusation of predictability and routine, Colt doesn't let Thal sway her choice any more than she had done to the pirate captain. "I like the way they sound," she admits with a small shrug, and there's more vulnerability packed into that statement than she even meant or realized. Truth be told, it's a little bit of homesick in that sound, so she hands it over like a choice prize to the merchant to pay for it. Exchanging some coin for the bell, Colt tucks it under her arm and breathes in, the errand complete.
"C'mon, let's go get a drink," she murmurs, pulling Thal along with her towards where she knows one of the nearby little bar shacks is.
[FIN]
A fine thing to turn being waited on into the downside of the joke here, but with both women independent enough to be annoying about it, the idea of such frailty as being unable to serve herself her own drink is not appealing. "It is nice to visit a spa and experience it once in a while," Colt confesses a bit quietly. This, of course, coming from someone who has been to a spa maybe a total of twice. Enough so that it could just be considered a form of roleplaying, little more than a role to pick up and then putb back for a few hours.
Unruffled by the accusation of predictability and routine, Colt doesn't let Thal sway her choice any more than she had done to the pirate captain. "I like the way they sound," she admits with a small shrug, and there's more vulnerability packed into that statement than she even meant or realized. Truth be told, it's a little bit of homesick in that sound, so she hands it over like a choice prize to the merchant to pay for it. Exchanging some coin for the bell, Colt tucks it under her arm and breathes in, the errand complete.
"C'mon, let's go get a drink," she murmurs, pulling Thal along with her towards where she knows one of the nearby little bar shacks is.
[FIN]
So, if you got a fire, don't lose it
If you got a do-or-die dream, do it
If you got somethin' to prove, go on and prove it
If it's in your blood, fallin' down ain't enough
Gettin' back up, that's the only backup plan you need
If you got a do-or-die dream, do it
If you got somethin' to prove, go on and prove it
If it's in your blood, fallin' down ain't enough
Gettin' back up, that's the only backup plan you need
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.
