they say i did something bad, so why'd it feel so good?
Without missing a beat, Mara raises her dark stare to meet Loren's and grins. "Your tombstone. I heard a while ago you blew up another bar, so I figure when this one gets shot to hell, it'll be a fun little memento to toss on your grave." It's all sarcastically said, the ascended's sensual voice honey-dipped but somehow still sharp. Her eyes roam over the scars that slander the Launceleyn's once-handsome face. She doesn't recoil, but actually seems impressed by them. "From the looks of it, I better hurry."
Pouring a shot for Loren and nudging it across the bar towards him, Mara props herself up against the countertop as her eyes flit wonderingly towards the bit of Astra that she's able to see. "That thing always follow you around?" Her nose wrinkles slightly, clearly not a fan of the idea.
Pouring a shot for Loren and nudging it across the bar towards him, Mara props herself up against the countertop as her eyes flit wonderingly towards the bit of Astra that she's able to see. "That thing always follow you around?" Her nose wrinkles slightly, clearly not a fan of the idea.
MARA
