Board Thread:Role Plays (Adult)/@comment-24684131-20140718113129/@comment-24684131-20140718200935

Liath snapped from his reverie when a pad of paper was slid in between him and his glass. His gauntlet clad hand stopped its scratching and adjusted it slightly, eyes flickering across the slightly scrawled text, before he turned his head and found himself looking into a pair of red eyes.

A pad huh...and with those scars...something's probably happened to her voice...

Keeping his face straight, and with only a brief flicker of interest in his eyes Liath sized her up. She looked both a little taller and a little older - maybe a year or so - than himself, but so much more pale, almost disconcertingly so. Admittedly, his eyes were drawn to the curves that were just visible beneath her clothes, before flickering back up and meeting her - slightly drunk looking - gaze. He thought for a moment what she might want with him before turning back to his drink and nodding slightly.

Easy now...she's a stranger...

Perhaps, had he been in a better mood, he would have spoken to the girl, but he wasn't the social one even without his moments. What he did find himself doing, however, was glancing at her fairly athletic form again from the corner of his eye.