Do You Come Here Often?
It was all Ricochet could do not to keep staring at the strange monkey creature. But eventually she pulled her confused stare away and placed it on Peregrine instead, watching as the woman laughed and explained that she had "earned her ire" and Ricochet would do the same if she planned to call her a companion. At this the dark woman cracked a smile, a chuckle managing to slip through as she received the flirtatious and cautioning wink. "Challenge accepted," she said. "I mean, I survived this long, didn't I?" She was in no way afraid of this woman or her antics. Anything she could do Ricochet could easily return. What a beautiful tug of war this relationship would be.
After this, Ricochet chuckled softly again and looked back down at the creature still sitting at her feet. She didn't quite seem to approve of the beastly woman at first. Her eyes scanned the monstrous form up and down, admirably showing little fear. In the end, a look of acquiescence came into her beady little eyes. Ricochet smirked and batted her eyes in an innocent and nearly feminine way. "So lovely to meet you, Tsiry," she purred, the sweetness in her tone totally artificial, of course.
The smirk faded a bit as the monkey, or lemur as it seemed to be called, crawled up onto Peregrine and twisted her ear. Tsiry corrected the woman, saying she was no assistant. Maybe not, but she looked like a decent snack, Ricochet thought as her deadly smirk returned. "You? Teach her?" she snickered, unable to help herself. "How can you fit anything at all in that puny head of yours?" the ebony woman asked, reaching a paw to poke it in the general direction of her head. Hopefully if the lemur thing bit her, she wouldn't get rabies. That would suck big time. |
