Buzzard Boy
12-01-2015, 01:39 PM
The bitter chill of the blizzard had already started to soak through his coat and it was with relief that he moved into the shelter of the home he had claimed. At least now he wasn't simply left to his own devices and the boredom of waiting out the tedious storm. Turning, and seating himself with his back to a wall he eyed the man he had led here, a speculative and expectant glean in the shine of jade eyed. Yes, this was definitely a more interesting turn of events. His ears twitched as the Mahogany man spoke, his words more easily distinguished in the void apart from the storms tantrum. The silver-tongued siren curved lips with barely displayed amusement at the complimentary description of his home, among other sweetly spoken delights. ”And what, pray tell me, would you be willing to offer me?” His tone was soft, rising only in a chord of amusement. He made little movement now that he had settled into his home, the positioning of his limbs and the expression his face bore spoke of a man at ease. “Nay, for the moment, there is naught but the two of us” |
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