"We need to talk, and it needs to be done before the rest of your crew are in and out for the day."
She walks into the room, not like she owns the place, but with that flat direction that sees certain things about her through.
But at least, she likes Vane, genuinely enjoys his company for what it is. Straight forward. Reminds her of the boys down the back end of the Muses', drinking, laugh, prone to fight each other, certainly, over a bad set of cards or a suspicious dice roll. But not, unsure of themselves either. Comfortable with themselves as they were a gun in their hand, and never a need to be more than that.
So she looks around the room briefly, looking for a cup - something, wine from last night maybe, and from her own flask she tips water into it.
Not just water sweet. Honey. Roses. Then thrusts it at him. "It will help with the head."
With that, she goes about doing a check haphazard of the cabin. Making sure the door was locked, no one was peaking in through the corners of windows.
Bats eyelashes at
She walks into the room, not like she owns the place, but with that flat direction that sees certain things about her through.
But at least, she likes Vane, genuinely enjoys his company for what it is. Straight forward. Reminds her of the boys down the back end of the Muses', drinking, laugh, prone to fight each other, certainly, over a bad set of cards or a suspicious dice roll. But not, unsure of themselves either. Comfortable with themselves as they were a gun in their hand, and never a need to be more than that.
So she looks around the room briefly, looking for a cup - something, wine from last night maybe, and from her own flask she tips water into it.
Not just water sweet. Honey. Roses. Then thrusts it at him. "It will help with the head."
With that, she goes about doing a check haphazard of the cabin. Making sure the door was locked, no one was peaking in through the corners of windows.