She sits a bit stiller. There's no twitch of her fingers against the table or idle lick of her lip to test the puffiness of her bruise. He mentions she was here before — it wasn't the first time someone's said such things. It sucks, confuses her and puts her at a disadvantage. So, she deflects. ]
Noooope. Unless we shared a bed or screwed each other over on cash, does it even matter? [ Especially in this state. ] I won't forget again, though. Trust me on that.
Aranea's far too preoccupied with the hits he gave her to notice the slight discoloration fading away. She didn't have any personal stake in this — she proved enough to get paid. She's weaving through the crowd and if he follows, he'll hear her snap back with a bark of humor. ]
That friendly sock to the jaw can be deceiving — I don't fight for a living. [ But. ] I do fight when necessary, though.
There's still a glint of deviousness in her eyes. She's eyeing him a bit more, inspecting him — muscle mass, scars, and any words that may slip out. If he's use to mercenary work, that means he may be useful or at the very least, interesting enough to talk to. ]
It's what I did back home. I ran a troop from a shitty army, but I did it well. Left it to go back to mercenary work. Thinking of getting that started here.
Looks like they're just going to be the eye rolling brigade over here. ]
You don't have to. Not the smartest of choices, but — hey, think I'm going to turn down be in the audience for once?
[ She has no coat, only the dragoon-akin casualwear. Her heavy armor left at home and her helmet lost in hammerspace, Aranea was behind him in a few moments. ]
Don't worry about me, worry about if you put a target on your back fucking with the wrong guy with powerful friends.
I don't know — maybe save up? [ She's tempted to keep drinking, honestly, but she knows it's against her better judgment. ] Nothing is free here. Some people probably selling their souls already. I'd like to keep mine intact.
[ She has enough going on with her external injuries, the last thing she needs is something internal like conflict or guilt. ]
Maybe I'll use it to actually get groceries and cook. It's been a while since a home-cooked meal.
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She sits a bit stiller. There's no twitch of her fingers against the table or idle lick of her lip to test the puffiness of her bruise. He mentions she was here before — it wasn't the first time someone's said such things. It sucks, confuses her and puts her at a disadvantage. So, she deflects. ]
Noooope. Unless we shared a bed or screwed each other over on cash, does it even matter? [ Especially in this state. ] I won't forget again, though. Trust me on that.
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Aranea's far too preoccupied with the hits he gave her to notice the slight discoloration fading away. She didn't have any personal stake in this — she proved enough to get paid. She's weaving through the crowd and if he follows, he'll hear her snap back with a bark of humor. ]
That friendly sock to the jaw can be deceiving — I don't fight for a living. [ But. ] I do fight when necessary, though.
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There's still a glint of deviousness in her eyes. She's eyeing him a bit more, inspecting him — muscle mass, scars, and any words that may slip out. If he's use to mercenary work, that means he may be useful or at the very least, interesting enough to talk to. ]
It's what I did back home. I ran a troop from a shitty army, but I did it well. Left it to go back to mercenary work. Thinking of getting that started here.
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Smart as a fox, blind as a bat. Isn't that how it always goes?
Aranea perks a brow, eyeing him with her confirmed suspicion. ]
You could tell? A shame you couldn't see it, then. [ She laments. ] I almost broke my hand, the guy was a lot more sturdy than I anticipated.
But, gotta ask.. what brings a guy like you here then if you can't enjoy the match?
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Looks like they're just going to be the eye rolling brigade over here. ]
You don't have to. Not the smartest of choices, but — hey, think I'm going to turn down be in the audience for once?
[ She has no coat, only the dragoon-akin casualwear. Her heavy armor left at home and her helmet lost in hammerspace, Aranea was behind him in a few moments. ]
Don't worry about me, worry about if you put a target on your back fucking with the wrong guy with powerful friends.
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I don't know — maybe save up? [ She's tempted to keep drinking, honestly, but she knows it's against her better judgment. ] Nothing is free here. Some people probably selling their souls already. I'd like to keep mine intact.
[ She has enough going on with her external injuries, the last thing she needs is something internal like conflict or guilt. ]
Maybe I'll use it to actually get groceries and cook. It's been a while since a home-cooked meal.