Right or left, right or left, right or left.
Hmmm.
Her lips pout in quiet concentration, uncertain whether which side of the room looks more interesting than the other. Lots of guys and girls on either side, looks like. Pretty much boring on one side, maybe a tad more boring on the other. Shrugging her shoulders casually, she takes aim for nearest bar, grabbing whatever drink the bartender had just placed on the granite counter while the intended recipient had their back turned. Taking a sip, she audibly gags at the bitterly disgusting taste, placing the glass back down in its rightful spot on the counter. Unbeknownst that the concoction had already been tampered with, the original patron grabs the drink and presses it into his lips for a hearty swig. Dark eyes sparkle with disturbed amusement and she giggles viciously under her breath, continuing down the line of unattended drinks until one is found that tickles her fancy.
God if only the poor bloke knew where my lips have been.
With an okay-ish drink in hand, the garnet clad woman turns to scan the room again; there had been a silence and then a single voice talking, and then suddenly the rhythm of the music turned from ambient to head pounding. Not that she didn’t mind vicious beats or anything; her body finds the rhythm easily enough and inadvertently starts swaying perfectly to the upbeats and drops. For a quick second, the urge passes through her to jump in on the group now demanding everyone’s attention center stage with their limber body rolls and such. But in that immediate moment, being in everyone’s direct line of vision is not particularly enticing. No, not yet. Start smaller scale maybe, more one-on-one.
Catching a flash of red out of the deep corner of her roving eyes, she notices a fellow dressed neatly in a similar shade of red that snuggly wraps itself around her curves. Interest piqued, the small smile working itself onto her ink stained lips blossoms into a wide grin, effectively changing her demeanor from observing to hunting.
Turns out, she didn’t have to bother with much physical chase after all; he had just turned her way after his hasty descent down the staircase nearby. ”Nice suit,” she says loud enough for him to hear as he begins to pass her. Taking sa mall sip of whatever the hell she was currently drinking, she watched him inquisitively through dark lashed eyes, wondering if he would stop.
100% Jack
@[Leilan] sooo I've wanted to see how Jack and Leilan would get along :| potentially entertaining
Hmmm.
Her lips pout in quiet concentration, uncertain whether which side of the room looks more interesting than the other. Lots of guys and girls on either side, looks like. Pretty much boring on one side, maybe a tad more boring on the other. Shrugging her shoulders casually, she takes aim for nearest bar, grabbing whatever drink the bartender had just placed on the granite counter while the intended recipient had their back turned. Taking a sip, she audibly gags at the bitterly disgusting taste, placing the glass back down in its rightful spot on the counter. Unbeknownst that the concoction had already been tampered with, the original patron grabs the drink and presses it into his lips for a hearty swig. Dark eyes sparkle with disturbed amusement and she giggles viciously under her breath, continuing down the line of unattended drinks until one is found that tickles her fancy.
God if only the poor bloke knew where my lips have been.
With an okay-ish drink in hand, the garnet clad woman turns to scan the room again; there had been a silence and then a single voice talking, and then suddenly the rhythm of the music turned from ambient to head pounding. Not that she didn’t mind vicious beats or anything; her body finds the rhythm easily enough and inadvertently starts swaying perfectly to the upbeats and drops. For a quick second, the urge passes through her to jump in on the group now demanding everyone’s attention center stage with their limber body rolls and such. But in that immediate moment, being in everyone’s direct line of vision is not particularly enticing. No, not yet. Start smaller scale maybe, more one-on-one.
Catching a flash of red out of the deep corner of her roving eyes, she notices a fellow dressed neatly in a similar shade of red that snuggly wraps itself around her curves. Interest piqued, the small smile working itself onto her ink stained lips blossoms into a wide grin, effectively changing her demeanor from observing to hunting.
Turns out, she didn’t have to bother with much physical chase after all; he had just turned her way after his hasty descent down the staircase nearby. ”Nice suit,” she says loud enough for him to hear as he begins to pass her. Taking sa mall sip of whatever the hell she was currently drinking, she watched him inquisitively through dark lashed eyes, wondering if he would stop.
100% Jack
@[Leilan] sooo I've wanted to see how Jack and Leilan would get along :| potentially entertaining