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Adstreia / Re: [M]Quiet night out [Blink]
« on: July 19, 2019, 01:03:48 am »
Just like the hallway, it didn’t take long for things to heat up again. Sparrow was already back to craving the sweet smell coming from Emrys’s skin as he nibbled on her ear. It sent wave after wave of chills as Sparrow entangled her fingers in his hair again. Her other hand followed Emrys’s downward as she attempted to aid him in the removal of his pestering fancy pants. The moment they were off she traced her fingers up from his waist to his collarbone in a slow and strategic pattern.

With each layer of clothing removed the need for closeness intensified. Sparrow pressed for a kiss again while her other hand continued to make small patterns on his chest, lightly grazing the surface of his skin.

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Adstreia / Re: [M]Quiet night out [Blink]
« on: July 19, 2019, 12:32:20 am »
At this point, Sparrow shouldn’t have been surprised by the state of his bedroom. Maybe it was a good thing they were at his place instead of hers because by now she had deduced that her place would probably just make him gag. There wasn’t trash so much as just clothes everywhere in her bedroom. Sparrow never much liked laundry or the aspect of putting away clothes and her bedroom reflected that. A Cleaning service had always been an option to her as a Pilot but that also required letting strangers touch her things, an idea she was not at all fond of.

When he sat down and started untying his shiny shoes Sparrow couldn’t help but laugh and shake her head. It was becoming more evident at just how ‘clean and polished’ of a person he was. However, when he patted at the space next to him on the bed, she lifted a brow. Did he just want her to sit there while he untied his perfectly polished shoes?

Sparrow had other plans.

With Emrys distracted by his laces, Sparrow reached down and slowly slid her jeans and underwear down and stepped out of them. The dragon tattoo on her left thigh was then fully visible. On her right calf was a large and noticeable scar that stretched clear up above and behind her knee. Lastly, Sparrow pulled out her hairband allowing locks of dark auburn to glide over her shoulders.

It was only then that Sparrow took a seat next to Emrys on the bed.

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Adstreia / Re: [M]Quiet night out [Blink]
« on: July 18, 2019, 11:51:50 pm »
Again, their exchange broke as Sparrow lifted her arms over her head for the bra to come up and off. Once free Sparrow pressed the back of her scalp against the wall as Emrys played with her ear. Were they even going to make it to a bed at this point? She thought for sure they wouldn’t even make it out of the car earlier yet they somehow managed to get from there, to the store, and then his apartment.

“Emrys…” His name almost too painful to get out as every single inch of Sparrow’s body was screaming at her for interrupting their moment. Sparrow even had to clear her throat as she continued. She gently pushed him back before she reached down while kicking her legs back one at a time to remove her shoes. “This is hardly fair. You have way more layers than I do.” She then gestured at her breasts, teasingly running her fingers across them while biting at her lip. “So why don’t you show me to your bedroom and maybe then you can catch up.”

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Adstreia / Re: [M]Quiet night out [Blink]
« on: July 18, 2019, 10:28:27 pm »
The wall pressed harder against her back mixed with Emrys hand on her breast forced a gasp from Sparrow. With his hand gripping at the flesh of her bottom, Sparrow entertained his kiss a little longer before trailing her lips along his jaw and downward on his neck. It was amazing how at the beginning of the evening Sparrow had just planned on going out, getting wasted, and then going home to sleep. There was never the plan of a hookup, especially with Pilot Noble Emrys Broin. There was also no way Sparrow could have imagined ever being in his apartment, much less pressed against his wall in the compromising position she was in now.

Funny how life worked out sometimes.

Freeing her hands from his beautiful hair Sparrow trailed her hands down his sides and then pulled them in towards hers to begin unzipping her jeans. Her fingers fumbled on the small piece of metal, her mind in a forced haze by the urgency to remove anything that could be considered a barrier on her skin. Managing to finally get the zipper undone she moved onto the button next, again fumbling with an otherwise simple mechanism. Once free she left it open as she turned her focus back on Emrys neck. Funny how his skin could look even better the closer she was to it. Even funnier how all she could smell was a unique combination of cinnamon and spice that caused something deep within her to crave him even more.

” Yep, totally why,” Sparrow’s thought process going back to the grocery store from earlier that night.

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Adstreia / Re: [M]Quiet night out [Blink]
« on: July 17, 2019, 11:43:06 pm »
It would be a lie to say that Emrys lips did not have a very distinctive sweet taste. As each second passed Sparrow savored his distinctive flavor. That combined with his hand running up the small of her back she pressed herself closer to him craving more.

While Emrys battled his tie Sparrow grasped at the hem of her tank top and feverishly pulled it up, breaking their kiss for a moment to completely pull it over her head. Beneath it Sparrow wore a simple black sports bra, yet another article of her clothing with a Hellions logo on it. The racerback bra partially covered the flock of small birds flying up her shoulder while her lowcut jeans gave a glimpse of the large dragon tattoo on her left hip. Beyond the tattoos were many small scars. Her skin was far from flawless before her fateful crash and even more less so afterwards.

With the tank top now discarded in Emrys’s hallway, Sparrow pressed against him again. Her fingers traced up the sides of his jaw and into his hair as he carried out his own battle against layers of clothing. She couldn’t help but let out a lighthearted laugh into his lips as she thought of how much he was probably regretting his many layers now.

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Adstreia / Re: [M]Quiet night out [Blink]
« on: July 17, 2019, 11:10:40 pm »

Biting her lip Sparrow walked with Emrys to the bathroom. His hand pressed against her caused a slight tingle as she anticipated what the night would hold for them. She was so focused on his touch that she had almost forgotten why they were walking to the bathroom, to begin with. Well, that was until she felt Pixie paw at her leg.

“Oh… um yeah. It’s plenty big enough.” Sparrow then motioned for Pixie to go in. She took a moment to get him comfortable before leaving him alone in a strange room. Every time she felt guilty leaving him like this. Thankfully, Pixie was happy wherever he was so long as Sparrow wasn’t that far away.

After the door clicked shut Sparrow turned her attention back to Emrys.

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Adstreia / Re: [M]Quiet night out [Blink]
« on: July 16, 2019, 11:19:11 pm »
Pixie and Sparrow walked while sharing the jerky stick purchased from the store. Every few moments Sparrow would rip off a small piece and offer it to the mammoth of a dog followed by doing the same for herself. With each small treat, Pixie licked his snout in earnest as he awaited more. Unfortunately for Pixie, the stick was not infinite and before long it had run out.

Once at Emrys’s building Sparrow couldn’t help but dart her eyes from sight to sight as she took in the extravagance of where he lived. Inside of his apartment, it was no different as she took a few steps in and let out a long-surprised whistle.

“So, this is how the fancy pants population lives?” It was a rhetorical question as she rolled her fingers over the tops of his shiny countertops. “To each their own I guess…”

Sparrow could never see herself living in a place like this. Even if she ever did make Noble status she wouldn’t want to live in a place as nice as his. To her, it was all a materialistic cover. His shiny countertops, plush chairs, even the fireplace were just objects in an otherwise blank space. The place was nicely decorated but there was no… character.

Acting as if she had been there a thousand times before Sparrow managed to find the freezer in the polished kitchen and quickly deposited her ice cream inside.

“Do you have a spare bedroom?” Her eyes locked with Pixie who immediately let out a light whimper. “If we don’t separate him, he WILL try and eat you.” The large black dog perked up when Sparrow smiled at him. “He is just very protective…”




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Adstreia / Re: [M]Quiet night out [Blink]
« on: July 14, 2019, 07:48:07 pm »

Cinnamon spice, how typical. Sparrow had found that most men preferred to smell like food. Perhaps it was because people loved food so much? She looked down at the tub of ice cream wrapped in her arms and pondered what a red velvet body scent would be like. Yep, most definitely why.

“I’m good with what I’ve got.” Sparrow patted her hand against the side of the tub with a pressed smile. “Don’t need anything extra fancy to make this taste good. Or at least I hope considering I’ve never tried it. Have been wanting to for a while though.” Her eyes flicked down to the cherry vanilla ice cream in the cart. Was that the kind he ate before being a candidate? More questions about her acquaintance to pile on for later.

She drummed her fingers over her tub of ice cream before stepping off towards the registers. Standing there and staring while wondering about his ice cream tendencies would’ve just made things more awkward. Pixie’s nails against the cold and hard floor could be heard in stride behind her. When at the register Sparrow picked up a stick of jerky and threw it on the belt next to her ice cream.

“For Pixie…”

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Adstreia / Re: [M]Quiet night out [Blink]
« on: July 13, 2019, 08:31:00 pm »
There that word was again.

’Lady’

A descriptive term that Sparrow felt just wasn’t meant to ever describe her in any way. If not for the heated kiss, she may have shocked the hell out of him again just for saying it. The disdain for it put a sour taste in her mouth and it showed.

“Please stop calling me that.” It didn’t matter if it was a simple pleasantry or a way for him to show he had manners. She hated it, plain and simple.

Sparrow and Pixie walked ahead of Emrys and his shopping cart. How much ice cream did he think she planned on getting any way? Once at the line of freezers Sparrow brought a finger to her chin as she mulled over the selection. She knew she had originally wanted a chocolate swirls and nuts blend but now she wasn’t quite so sure. Naturally, her attention was mainly on the generic branded ice cream selection. It never made much sense to her as to why someone would pay more credits for practically the same damn thing.

Eventually, she set her sights on a container of red velvet cake ice cream. She had seen it before and planned on trying it in the comfort of her own apartment at some point that week. Now was as good a time as any so she popped open the door and grabbed it.

“Ice cream acquired fancy pants.”

Rather than placing it in the cart, Sparrow carried the container, still perusing the store looking for one more item. Walking horizontal to the isles Sparrow read the descriptors above them clearly with a mission in mind. It didn’t even cross her mind to look and see if Emrys was still pushing the empty cart behind her as she quickly ducked into the aisle she was looking for.  Again, she began scanning shelves, but this time knew exactly what she wanted.

“Aha!” Sparrow reached out and pulled a soap set from the shelf. “You wanted to know what I really smelled like? Well, here it is.” In her hands was a set of Lavender scented bath products with one of her official Hellion’s photos and a statement on the front of the packaging. She remembered the photo was also on the cover of Aedolis Health and Fitness a while back. “Feel free to rub it all over your body….”

No harm in some shameless promoting.

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Adstreia / Re: [M]Quiet night out [Blink]
« on: July 12, 2019, 09:24:51 pm »
The kiss had caught her off guard but was still welcomed. Sparrow didn’t have it in her to shock him after learning what little she just had about him. She even leaned into him and brought a hand up to his shoulder to deepen the exchange. If things kept escalating, they may never even make it to his place.

Despite the heated exchange Sparrow couldn’t fill the empty space she wasn’t even aware existed until a few months ago. Perhaps that was why she had jumped into such a deep kiss so quickly, to see if Emry’s had what the few others recently hadn’t. At this point, she knew that the emptiness would never be replaced.

At the break of the kiss, Sparrow sat back, biting her bottom lip as her perspective of the clean and gleaming Pilot Noble Broin began to change. She knew she would never love another again, but that did not change the desire she had for Emrys at that moment. She didn’t need love to do what they were about to, and Sparrow was perfectly fine with that.

“Ice cream”, she reminded him as she sat back in the seat again, still biting her lip. “We had a deal”.

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Adstreia / Re: Quiet night out [Blink]
« on: July 11, 2019, 10:26:59 pm »
“Fancy is my definition of over the top and not really needed I guess. I mean you do need your pants but why do you need dress pants like those out and about on a night like tonight.”

When his expression changed Sparrow was thrown off again. Was this another tactic or was he genuinely bothered by having ice cream at home? Once he explained Sparrow couldn’t help but feel a little sorry for him. It was true that the ATC was brutal. She remembered seeing other candidates disappear into a shell of who they once were while in the program. Sadly, based on what little he had said it seemed Emry’s was one of those candidates.

“Well then maybe you should pick up your Com and give her a call because going that long without ice cream should be against the law.” It was an attempt to lighten his mood a little. Even if he was a ‘fancy pants’ that she barely knew, she couldn’t help but feel a pang of guilt for him. “But please for the love of Aedolis don’t picture your mom while I am eating ice cream after we have banged.” That was something Sparrow knew she would never be able to live down.

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Adstreia / Re: Quiet night out [Blink]
« on: July 11, 2019, 09:56:57 pm »
Before she could protest to a car Emry’s had already called one in. She wasn’t surprised to see that it was something more extravagant than a cab. It almost bothered her that he wanted to pay for the ice cream too, but she figured free ice cream wasn’t something worth protesting. What bothered her more was that he didn’t have any ice cream to begin with. What kind of person doesn’t always keep ice cream on standby?

When the car arrived, Sparrow called for Pixie to hop in after her. Surely enough he obliged and sat in the seat with his nose already making marks on the window. Sparrow reached over and cracked the window enough for him to stick his head out, one of his favorite things to do when in a moving piece of machinery. The car itself reminded her of when her adopted parents would escort her around.

She didn’t like it.

“I vote we walk from the store. I don’t like cars and drivers and all this fancy pants bullshit.” At least she was honest and not the type to let things build up that bothered her. “Also, what kind of psychopath doesn’t enjoy ice cream from time to time!?” She had shifted in the car to face him. “You are not a candidate anymore. You have freedoms, you can do whatever you want ‘within reason’.”

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Adstreia / Re: Quiet night out [Blink]
« on: July 11, 2019, 09:18:22 pm »
From the start of their conversations, Sparrow did not know whether to be humiliated or humbled by Emry’s responses. It was almost like every exchange was a calculated way of completely cutting past the hostility Sparrow was laying out. The fact that he was an empath only furthering Sparrow’s concern that he was twisting things in his favor.

The admittance of always finding her flattering was another statement that left Sparrow confused. Was he telling her that because he wanted her to believe it was true? Was saying that he wanted to take her home another way of him twisting this entire conversation?

There was a pause as Sparrow squinted trying to muster the correct combination of words for a dignified response. This was truly a rare occasion that she found herself speechless and unable to come back just as fast with a quick wit cut down. When it did finally hit her, she couldn’t help but mirror the teasing grin he had been flashing at her.

“Some guys like that.” Her brow was raised as she crossed her arms. “Regardless, why didn’t you just say so from the beginning? I really only have one condition for these kinds of arrangements.” Sparrow paused again to build some form of suspense.

“Do you have ice cream? Preferably the kind with little chocolate swirls and nuts in it?” Pixie started wagging his tail at the mention of ice cream. Lately, he and his mom had been eating a lot of it.

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Adstreia / Re: Quiet night out [Blink]
« on: July 10, 2019, 11:24:31 pm »
Therapy had helped a lot with Sparrow’s trauma. Small steps from when the incident had happened to now made her panic attacks to almost completely stop. She had found that talking about it really did help a lot even if she was the type of person to not open up about her personal life. Life would have been easier if she could have kept going on acting like it didn’t phase her. However, doing that in the beginning only made things worse. Opening up about her experience in the wastes was what she needed to get past the entire thing.

“You sound like my therapist.” His response was almost a mirror to how her therapist had first reacted to her story.

“Stop trying to please me like you do with your other fancy pants friends.” Sparrow had reverted to her normal self by then. It was time to call him on his actions from the minute he sat at her table back at the bar. “What’s your game plan here Emrys?”

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Adstreia / Re: Quiet night out [Blink]
« on: July 10, 2019, 10:40:17 pm »
“So you schmooze a bunch of other fancy pants people with fancy food and fancy entertainment. That sounds horrible.” Truly, people pleasing was never Sparrow’s strongest suit. So thinking of doing it for a living sounded god-awful to her.

Noxious gasses, everything dead or quickly becoming dead, not interesting. Yep, a pretty accurate description of the hellscape that Sparrow had survived in for an entire week with a broken helmet and shorted chip. If she hadn’t been an electro and unable to rewire and charge her Com for a brief encrypted message she probably would have died out there. Talking about it was something her therapist suggested to get over the trauma the entire incident had caused. Talking about it also meant Sparrow had to have a conversation with others about a very vulnerable time in her life.

“I’ve been out there.”

Pixie whimpered as he picked up on Sparrow’s change in emotional state. He had been trained for this should another PTSD attack be looming.

“You described it perfectly. It’s completely uninhabitable and too dangerous.” Averting her gaze to Pixie she continued. “I was testing out a new Pilot Assist program in one of our jets out in the wastes. Mine malfunctioned and caused a total system failure.” Sparrow could hear the alarms from the jet in the back of her mind. “I was forced to bail on the aircraft and crashed alone out there. My helmet was cracked, and my gear fried. I had to emit a field to brace my landing and so it shorted out everything, including my chip.”

“I survived for 7 days before Grisham found me. I had crashed so far from the jet they weren’t able to locate me at first. They were 7 days of hell so you are right.” Sparrow finally turned to Emrys. “Nothing interesting out there.”

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Adstreia / Re: Quiet night out [Blink]
« on: July 10, 2019, 08:10:23 pm »
With the jolt, Sparrow half expected a more explosive response. At this point, she couldn’t quite figure out why Emrys was still wanting to walk with her. From the moment he had sat down at her table she had been a far cry from polite. On a normal night, these types of exchanges usually ended with the other guy scooting away. Yet, Emrys stayed and Sparrow did not know whether to be impressed or afraid. Was he staying because he was secretly a serial killer?

’ I’d like to see him try.” Her own private challenge to have anyone try and do something like that to her.

“Uh… aimless wondering sounds fine. It’s been a while and I tend to get into trouble if I go looking for something.” The trouble she was referring to being the onslaught of PR nightmares she had created for the Hellions in the past. It wasn’t like she went looking for a way to get into trouble. Most of the time the trouble found her and Sparrow simply handled it in her own special way. In her mind being cordial and respectable to someone who was clearly bothering her was just not possible.

The generated air was indeed nice for the night. Especially how clear it made the sky look above the dome. It wasn’t often when the weather in the wastes cooperated with the synchronized and generated weather within Adstreia. The clarity was almost calming to her otherwise constantly combative mindset. Sparrow was visually relaxed as she walked, looking up and taking in the view. Pixie picked up on Sparrow’s now calm mind and also relaxed with his walk.

“Have you ever been outside the dome? Like… out in the wastes between the cities without the security of the rail or ships?”

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Adstreia / Re: Quiet night out [Blink]
« on: July 09, 2019, 09:02:46 pm »
’Whatever the lady wishes’

Sparrow wanted to gag at the very thought of being considered a ‘lady’.  As they stood, she couldn’t help but side-eye him with a look that made it clear she was judging him all over again. To add insult to injury he offered his arm as if she needed escorting across the harmless bar. All of it made her stomach churn the same way it did after several hours of zero gravity training. Or it could have been the alcohol finally settling into her system now that she was standing….

Either way, Sparrow knew she didn’t like it and was going to put a stop to it right there.

The judgment faded as a smartass smirk spread across Sparrow’s lips. This was something she had done several times before and Emrys was about to learn just a little bit more about Pilot Echo Sparrow Anderson. It started with the feeling of her hair standing on end just like when socks are rubbed on the carpet for too long. It built and waited within her for that perfect moment of release beneath the invisible barrier of her skin. The anticipation of his reaction was almost too much as she slowly went to wrap her arm around his. Of course, it was all just an act to get the point across that she was neither a lady nor needed escorting in any shape or form. She was a Hellion dammit.
 
At the moment of contact Sparrow exhaled as the static electricity traveled from her skin to his. It wasn’t enough to permanently harm him but more than Sparrow would have given a civvie for touching her. The thought of hurting him didn’t really cross her mind, or the thought of sending a shock into a Pilot Noble. Sparrow simply wanted to get her point across. No touch.

Pulling her arm back to her own side Sparrow continued on walking, laughing as she made her way to the door.

“Come on fancy pants”

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Adstreia / Re: Quiet night out [Blink]
« on: July 03, 2019, 11:37:35 pm »
She squinted when asked if she smelled like lavender soap. Part of her was curious if he already knew the answer and had some sort of supersonic smell. Of course, she smelt like lavender soap. She had her own line of lavender-scented bath products and got them for free because of it. Why waste a single credit on something readily available and free?
“I smell like a mixture of shit and probably jet fuel…” she pretended to sniff her arm for a second. “... Perhaps a hint of some floral bullshit but I assure you it’s mainly shit.”

As Emrys explained his work Sparrow traced her fingers over the brim of her glass. Interplanetary relations made sense as to why she saw him so often. Being a part of a squad that monitored the flight bay put her right in the center of most coming and going. When he joked about his suit Sparrow pretended to carry a foreign accent for a moment “It’s absolutely dreadful. You must fire the incompetent tailor at once.”

Going on he explained how he was a social creature as most were. With the talk of social balls, Sparrow couldn’t help but form hundreds of little jokes about people who would go to those sorts of things.

“Meeting new people can sometimes be fun, or it can be boring and a waste of time. I tend to stick with the group that I know and trust. I suppose since I see you enough at work, even if we don’t talk, that you could be considered ‘okay’. If you weren’t, I would have already signaled for Pixie to grab your balls or something along those lines. He’s quite good at fetch.  Shopping, on the other hand, sounds completely awful and boring. I make it a priority to only buy things I know I will use until it literally falls apart. That is unless I get it for free.” Sparrow tugged at the Hellions tank top as an example.

“The way I grew up I saw how wasteful people can be sometimes. It bothered me to no end how good things get thrown away like trash.” She paused at her very own statement. Something about it caused a pang of discomfort in her chest. Being thrown away like trash… like it never mattered at all. Unlike the many times before Sparrow emptied her glass in one breath rather than in small sips. It was obvious her mood had shifted as she stared into the now empty glass.

“But I don’t give a single fuck.” That was right. She wasn’t going to give that mistake the satisfaction of being upset over it.

“I’m tired of sitting. Are you tired of sitting?” Her words were still only slightly slurred as she pushed back her chair to stand up. “Let’s go for a walk or something.” Pixie shot up at the mention of a ‘walk’. “Even better is that even though it’s dark out we can totally see! You’re like a flashlight!” Sparrow whipped around to look at him. “Or a ghost!”

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Adstreia / Re: Quiet night out [Blink]
« on: July 03, 2019, 10:17:59 pm »
Matching Emrys, Sparrow lifted her own glass. It was the last bit of her drink and so she lifted it up to signal for yet another refill after. Her alcohol tolerance was amazingly high for someone of her stature and build. Years of training and nearly killing herself with alcohol poisoning had made for one hardy, whiskey-drinking woman. Her poor liver though probably was on the brink of expiration at the rate she had been putting it back lately.

“I assure you I know myself quite well. I spend enough time by myself to know what kind of person I am.” With a freshly filled glass, she took another swig. “I did convince someone once that I was a bar of lavender soap.” As if challenging him Sparrow narrowed her gaze. “I am very good at letting people know only what they need to know about me.”

“So Mr. Fancy pants. I can call you that right? Mr. Fancy pants?” Without even waiting for a response she continued. “Well Mr. Fancy pants, tell me more about yourself. What do you do for fun? Where are you always coming and going from or to? Why do you think the color purple is good in a suit? These are the mysteries I am dying to know.”

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Adstreia / Re: Quiet night out [Blink]
« on: July 03, 2019, 09:24:13 pm »
She offered a simple nod as he explained how truly boring those places were. It was nice to have someone agree with her for once rather than sway her on how great they really were. Even better was his preference to whiskey over champagne. Finally, some good company to sit and have a good drink with. Not that there was anything wrong with other hard liquors, but whiskey had always seemed to hit her just right… that or a good rum.

Instinctively, Sparrow went for another sip before Emry’s next comment. It wasn’t the words so much as the smile that caused her to choke making the whiskey burn even more than usual. It was all quickly overcome though with a solemn look of complete and utter obliviousness that followed.

“Me? Good company?” a laugh escaped as she cleared her throat. “You clearly don’t know me very well then.”

His smile had no effect as the shock wore off and she played it all off as a reaction to her being considered ‘good company’. In her mind, Sparrow had forced herself to believe she was just the opposite of that. She knew she was harsh, rude, disrespectful, etc. It had been made a point early in her life she was an unpleasant creation of Aedolis. That point being something that she had ran with for much of her life towards anyone outside of her small Hellion family.

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