Call me soft again and I’ll skewer you, she replies with an elbow aimed at Amun’s side and a vicious little grin. Whether or not she actually will is debatable, but her customary threat has been issued and all is right in the world again. If it weren’t for crucial moments like the one that’s just passed, she might kick him to the curb, because what he does next makes her want to throw him back out the door they just came through.
Clenching her jaw, she inhales deeply to keep herself from doing something stupid.
The bartender leans on to the bar, scowling darkly under heavy brows, His layers give off the impression that he’s bigger than he actually is, but his face betrays the hardships they face. “‘Pends on who’s askin” There are only a few others in the establishment, but they, too, seem to be paying attention to the strange duo. It’s almost like Wessex can feel them leaning in and sizing them up. Letting Amun continue to talk, she counts the heads and eyes the distance to the door, in case this starts to get ugly.
Clenching her jaw, she inhales deeply to keep herself from doing something stupid.
The bartender leans on to the bar, scowling darkly under heavy brows, His layers give off the impression that he’s bigger than he actually is, but his face betrays the hardships they face. “‘Pends on who’s askin” There are only a few others in the establishment, but they, too, seem to be paying attention to the strange duo. It’s almost like Wessex can feel them leaning in and sizing them up. Letting Amun continue to talk, she counts the heads and eyes the distance to the door, in case this starts to get ugly.
The Wraith
the bright
the thing in the night
the bright
the thing in the night
Wessex
