Watch yourself, or this won't be the only thing you'll be losing today.
She dons the Mage's hat proudly, grinning down at him.
Adrecia! My goodnesss. If you were to lean down any farther, I'm afraid you'd might be showing too much, too soon!
The wide grin returns.
Poor man, you best silence your self, lest you wish to lose the last bit of sanity you hold, if any.
Black Mage reaches into his robes ever so slowly, and pulls out a small, rectangular object. To the unknowning eye, it appears that he starts to unfold the object as if it were nothing but a piece of paper. Many times over it is unfolded, to reveal a straw-woven circle. He eyes it for a second, then snaps it quickly, causing a cone to pop out.
He then places the hat on his head.
You see, the difference between you and me is... I make this look good.
Black Mage pauses for a second, tilts his head sideways, and studies the enraged enchantress for a moment.
However, my hat, and your angry expressions do make you look kinda cute.
You be quiet. I don't take well to your kind of mischief.
*Eases down, tired after a long day of traveling all over the city, searching for anyone and everyone who might be hiring*
quote:Tips his hat, showing off his toothy grin, yet again! Talk about impudent!
Addy had this to say about Tron:
Adrecia continues to scowl at BlackMage, releasing the restless energy in the opposite direction. She tears the hat off of her head and smothers it in the mage's face angrily.You be quiet. I don't take well to your kind of mischief.
Yes, mistress.
Black Mage's eyes follow Adrecia in an ungracious way.
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Black Mage probably says this to all the girls:
Tips his hat, showing off his toothy grin, yet again! Talk about impudent!Yes, mistress.
Black Mage's eyes follow Adrecia in an ungracious way.
A bitter laugh escapes Adrecia lips as she narrows her eyes at the mage, glaring daggers at him.
You have a death wish, do you not?
She rolls idly to her stomach, propping her head up on one hand, and smirks.*
I'd swear the two of you were married...
My dear Adrecia, he's harmless. Don't mind his comments, count them as flattery. He's merely... admiring all that you have to offer the world.
*She moves back to lay on her back, eyelids drifting to half-mast, full lips brought together in an amused smirk*
Tsk... Sweet disembodied mageling, try not to offend the enchantress too much, aye? You're disturbing my recreation...
*And with that, she drapes her arms behind her head, sprawled out atop the sofa in an all too feline manner.*
But it is much too fun riling one such as her. It is much too easy not to be abused!
His eyes flicker back to Adrecia. Throwing caution to the wind, he winks at her.
Lashanna. Please, could you tame this man for me?
Tame him...? Why... I'm sure he can be quite well behaved when coerced properly.
*She looks to the black mage, sits up, and leans forward a bit, arms folding. She gives him a satisfying grin of a cat who ate the canary.*
Right?
While the feelings that wash over him seem like minutes, they are brief seconds for everyone else. He snaps himself back into reality, and he regrets it. Not only for the urge, but for the foolish thoughts that he thought might be true. He struggles for the words to say.
Ah... Maybe... Maybe later... Temptress!
And with that, he twists into himself, until there is nothing left.
