Just a Little Bit Shook Tho
Weaponsmaster
01-04-2019, 06:48 PM
Just as he was good and happy and about to drink, a woman appeared- well, Ash was sure she had come from somewhere, but to him it was all the same. She asked what those things were for. Ashmedai looked over the buckets, then back to her, quirking a brow spot.
"They're for puttin' me out of my misery," he said truthfully, though the crooked smile on his maw implied it was a joke of sorts.
He gave her a look-over that was brief enough to not be sleazy, but only just barely- he was a little tipsy and his focus wasn't all that great anyway.
"But it could be used for a nice date if you're interested," he said, same toothy smile implying a joke where there was none.
Okay, maybe he was being a little bit sleazy, but he didn't mean anything by it.
"They're for puttin' me out of my misery," he said truthfully, though the crooked smile on his maw implied it was a joke of sorts.
He gave her a look-over that was brief enough to not be sleazy, but only just barely- he was a little tipsy and his focus wasn't all that great anyway.
"But it could be used for a nice date if you're interested," he said, same toothy smile implying a joke where there was none.
Okay, maybe he was being a little bit sleazy, but he didn't mean anything by it.
Ash wears a tourist shirt and a spiked leather harness from time to time. Sometimes together, sometimes not. Just so you know what you're getting yourself into.
