our sins are washed away
As Jiao averted her eyes, Saiden grinned broadly. He knew the effect he had on pretty much everyone, so he flexed a little for her benefit (and for anyone else who might be watching). ”Oh, we know the Ocean has its charms.” Chuckling, he waved his free hand. At his command, the waters danced and leaped. ”As do you." Now that he was closer, he examined her, noting her beauty and her seeming lack of weapons.
Unlike her, he had a cutlass belted to his hip. "I'm Saiden. Now, tell me, Jiao, what brings you to Torchline? And is it just your, or can I expect to see more of your lovely kind around?"
Unlike her, he had a cutlass belted to his hip. "I'm Saiden. Now, tell me, Jiao, what brings you to Torchline? And is it just your, or can I expect to see more of your lovely kind around?"
