Maeve
Having chosen to not bring Aidon up here with her, she didn't have anyone watching her back and because of this she completely missed Noah's approach. The sound of his voice made her spin quickly, green eyes wide as adrenaline rushed through her veins as quick as a shot, but his words draw a quirk to her lips despite her irritation at her clear lack of aim. "At this point, love, I'm willing to try anything." Maeve huffed, running a hand through her curls to push them from her face, seaglass gaze running over him from the top of his head to the tips of his boots. He wasn't a familiar face and Maeve liked to think she knows most people in Torchline by this point. The Madame glanced back at the target with its clear lack of arrows, having lost count at how many times she'd attempted to hit the damn thing before her gaze swung back to him, dipping to the bow he pulled from his back.
"I wouldn't say no. Pretty clear that I have no clue what I'm doing." She shook her head, a soft laugh bubbling up in her throat as she smiled up at the blonde, taking a small step forward. "I'm Maeve, by the way. Figured you should know what to call me when you express your disappointment in my obvious lack of skills." A small hand is extended to him, still somehow clean despite the ash the surrounded them, soft and clear of callouses.
"I wouldn't say no. Pretty clear that I have no clue what I'm doing." She shook her head, a soft laugh bubbling up in her throat as she smiled up at the blonde, taking a small step forward. "I'm Maeve, by the way. Figured you should know what to call me when you express your disappointment in my obvious lack of skills." A small hand is extended to him, still somehow clean despite the ash the surrounded them, soft and clear of callouses.
I'm undone about to burst at my seams
'Cause I am picturing you beside me
So let me be everything that you need
'Cause I am picturing you beside me
So let me be everything that you need
