a few dollars more

N/A · 03-31-2013, 09:35 PM

Walking entertainment, then do dance for me, Phoenix! The nickname she had chosen for the man struck him as telling. It employed a deeper meaning than even she knew, perhaps more than she ever would. A younger Icarus might have offered a small smile at her words, instead he offered something between a brilliant flash of teeth and a grimace. The name had struck him harder than he would have believed. Thrummed some chord hidden deep in his breast. Instead he gave a roll of his enormous shoulders and gave the woman no more than a few words for her time - You seem to doubt my abilities. However, she went on to speak of his evident strength and power. Calling attention to the scars that adorned him. You're either an incredibly drawl performer, or you like to fight a bit too much.

That did elicit a laugh from the mercenary. It bubbled with a deep-seated mirth in the chasms of his chest. His eyes looked back at her, Aye, I like to fight, He bowed gracefully to the woman, as if she was worthy of some unnecessarily poncy title. In spite of his size and stature, Icarus' movements were lithe and precise. But I can dance just as well as any ballerina, I'll have you know. His burning eyes had noticed her tensed muscles. How cute, she thought he was going to attack her. Why? Icarus turned his attention back to the path, and his paws began their journey once again. There was no doubt in his mind that his follower would be biting at his heels any moment now, he had piqued her interest.

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