LOCKE
When her leg bumps against his, he grins softly. Mostly to himself. The casual ease of their flirting is great. He shift his leg, fully pressing it against her's. Would it be a bit too bold if he lightly touched her leg? Maybe. Locke's never cared about seeming too bold though. He takes a sip of his drink with one hand, the other snaking under the table to find her thigh. He's still gotta mull over another story but they're just talking casually right now. He can handle that. "Why? Mom was a whore and dad was a criminal. Kinda feel like being a dragoon is.. against all of that. Was a brothel brat." Like most Torchers really. Not a nice one like the Halenani though.
Of course she had a high class family. Everything about her drips class. It's amusing. "Yeah? I can tell. Seem pretty smart, hard working. They'd be stupid not to take you." Not that he knows anything about The Order of course, beyond what she's said and the little things he's gathered from other recruits. When she shows off her charm, he leans forward to look at it. "I think Ronin had something like that? Does it mean you're part of The Order?" He stays there partially because it gives him a good view of her chest and partially because it's an excuse to be closer to her.
"Talking to walls?"
Of course she had a high class family. Everything about her drips class. It's amusing. "Yeah? I can tell. Seem pretty smart, hard working. They'd be stupid not to take you." Not that he knows anything about The Order of course, beyond what she's said and the little things he's gathered from other recruits. When she shows off her charm, he leans forward to look at it. "I think Ronin had something like that? Does it mean you're part of The Order?" He stays there partially because it gives him a good view of her chest and partially because it's an excuse to be closer to her.
"Talking to walls?"
I'm not gonna lie
I want you for mine
I want you for mine
