No girls allowed?

Batting her lashes at him provocatively, had there been a cherry to burst between her teeth and tie the stem, she certainly would have done so. Instead she had to make do with bobbing her brows at him and offering up her most devilish grin. "Why captain I think that's precisely the point." She cackled with another wink, letting her eyes drop heavily towards his belt before flashing back up again. Though Edy would flirt with anything that had a pulse, she was sort of respectful of Ronin being both her (former, and now again) superior and being in a relationship to not really mean anything by her actions. Then again, as he leaned against the table next to her, she did nibble the inside of her lip somewhat as a little thrill raced through her system. Fucker was suave as all hell. "Well if you don't get to choose your own title, the sword it is." She trilled triumphantly. Glancing around, Edy pretended to consider his words thoughtfully before swinging her head lazily back towards him. "Not filled nearly full of enough with dead things, or pretty things." She said decidedly. EDY Could dress up to get love. But guess what? I'm never gonna be that girl who's living in a Barbie world