AINO
Something tightened in the jaws of the soldier at the flippant remarks. She wasn't sure what annoyed her the most; that none of this was taken seriously, or that the woman could meet the demands without so much as flinching. It rankled, that someone with the means to live a comfortable life would squander the leisure and freedom on thievery while Aino was denied even the basic pleasure of choosing her own path in life.
"Normally, I would trust that the person I do business with have the honor and decency to pay up in a timely fashion," she bit back, and brushed the roaming hands off her thighs - not harsh, but firmly disinterested in those kinds of games at this point. "But as you have already put yerself above the rules, you get none of that."
Pushing herself up on her feet in a supple move, the blonde woman stepped aside to let her captive - or was it business partner, now? - rise, and folded her arms back over the chest. "My name is Aino Jandar. What are you called - besides miserable thieveing rat?"
"Normally, I would trust that the person I do business with have the honor and decency to pay up in a timely fashion," she bit back, and brushed the roaming hands off her thighs - not harsh, but firmly disinterested in those kinds of games at this point. "But as you have already put yerself above the rules, you get none of that."
Pushing herself up on her feet in a supple move, the blonde woman stepped aside to let her captive - or was it business partner, now? - rise, and folded her arms back over the chest. "My name is Aino Jandar. What are you called - besides miserable thieveing rat?"
For the good times that we share,
and the bad times that we'll have
and the bad times that we'll have
