Ain't that a kick in the head?

Eloise

"Wounded? What a shame, I haven't got even an ounce of healing magic." Eloise turned to face him, raising her fingers and waggling them suggestively before adding in a pout and shrug of her shoulders for good measure. "Sorry about it." She said, her eyes trained on his lips. Stepping forward such that one deep breath from either of them would cause her breasts to be against him, Eloise seems to raise onto her toes for a moment, as if to bridge the gap between her face and his. But then her shoulder is against him, and her nudge is oh so far from being the satisfying touch her body suggests she was angling for.

"Just name the place and time." Eloise purrs in reply, her eyes dipping down slightly over her shoulder at the map.

I bury hatchets but I keep maps of where I put 'em

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!