Weaver laughs, loud and amused, as he responds. ”You really know how to win a lady over,” she says with a playful grin, clearly enjoying the flirtatious banter. He may consider himself lucky (and perhaps he is, a bit), though he is selling himself short. Handsome, talented, and kind were not qualities to be taken for granted. And perhaps she is humoring him as he dusts her hands, but who’s to say she is not enjoying it? Let’s face it, she has always been a shameless flirt anyway. It is fun. Though he might be worth more than mere flirting, a thing that time would reveal. Hopefully he would come to visit.
Weaver can feel the exertion of just the one move, and she chuckles slightly as he calls it impressive. ”You know, you make this look easy. Not that I expected it to be, but damn boy.” She means it too. Just to get on to the building was hard, and some part of her is about ready to turn around and get straight back down to solid ground. Though most of her is simply exhilarated. Adrenaline pumps in her veins, and she’s itching to try more. Even if jumping along buildings is probably a really great way to break a bone. Well, she could go visit Loren.
Weaver listens as he lists out tips. They might be overwhelming, but she has spent enough time training to hunt, to fight, to wield weapons, that she is used to taking a barrage of directions. He does a good job explaining though, and she chuckles as he wipes dust on her cheek and then yells tip number three over his shoulder. ”Show off!” she calls as he leaps with a grace she cannot even hope to possess. Still, she takes off, following his path and launching herself over to the next building, landing with knees bent and ready to roll, though she finds she manages to keep her balance. She straightens, looking pleased with herself, and turns to him for the next move. Though, she takes a moment to stick some dust from her own hand on his cheek. ”There, now we match.”
Weaver can feel the exertion of just the one move, and she chuckles slightly as he calls it impressive. ”You know, you make this look easy. Not that I expected it to be, but damn boy.” She means it too. Just to get on to the building was hard, and some part of her is about ready to turn around and get straight back down to solid ground. Though most of her is simply exhilarated. Adrenaline pumps in her veins, and she’s itching to try more. Even if jumping along buildings is probably a really great way to break a bone. Well, she could go visit Loren.
Weaver listens as he lists out tips. They might be overwhelming, but she has spent enough time training to hunt, to fight, to wield weapons, that she is used to taking a barrage of directions. He does a good job explaining though, and she chuckles as he wipes dust on her cheek and then yells tip number three over his shoulder. ”Show off!” she calls as he leaps with a grace she cannot even hope to possess. Still, she takes off, following his path and launching herself over to the next building, landing with knees bent and ready to roll, though she finds she manages to keep her balance. She straightens, looking pleased with herself, and turns to him for the next move. Though, she takes a moment to stick some dust from her own hand on his cheek. ”There, now we match.”
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-- ask no questions, and you'll be told no lies --
Quote by Charles Dickens
