[She sucks in a breath, ready to tell him off yet again for an obnoxiousness that just appears to be his base personality as this stage, but it dies on her tongue.]
[ He eyes the men she'd been talking to before and lets go of her wrist slowly. Continuing to keep his voice low he looks back at her, looking for her eyes. ]
Please, traveling. I'm not so tacky as to actually live on the waterfront. I live more in mid-central.
[If he expects the actual district out of her, he's delusional. The man - dragon - is already overly insistent enough as it is; she doesn't want him on her door step too.]
What else do you want for your little Q&A? I still haven't eaten, you know.
Fine, park, 25th and Madison. Give me... [She internally counts the time she'll need, eyes squinting upward as she deliberates in her head.] three hours, that should be enough time to grab a bite.
[And get home and avoid the park like crazy.]
Try not to look completely like a night stalker when you get there, just a tip. I don't like looking like I hang around degenerates.
[ Clay almost winces at how soft that sounds, but manages to keep it from showing. Instead he leans in and chuckles into her ear on his way out the door. ]
[Cadence suddenly has a moment of perfect clarity as to why there are so many tales of people killing dragons. How could one creature be so horny and so stupid...?
Part of her wants to try and rip his tongue from his skull, but she hopes the serious case of blue balls he'll get later tonight will suffice as punishment for that.]
Keep it in your pants, you overgrown gecko. And don't be late, I don't want you wasting my time.
[You know, like how she was about to purposely waste his.]
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...Cadence. It's Cadence.
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[ He eyes the men she'd been talking to before and lets go of her wrist slowly. Continuing to keep his voice low he looks back at her, looking for her eyes. ]
...Siren?
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Stellar deduction, maestro. Now you owe me your name.
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[ He smiles at her sarcasm and slightly in triumph that she didn't bolt the moment her wrist was free. ]
Do you usually stay nearby, or are you traveling for dinner tonight?
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[If he expects the actual district out of her, he's delusional. The man - dragon - is already overly insistent enough as it is; she doesn't want him on her door step too.]
What else do you want for your little Q&A? I still haven't eaten, you know.
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[ Clay responds, more than catching the bite in her answer. ]
Would you like to meet after you... eat, then? I don't want you to get cranky on me. And I don't think a Snickers will do the trick for you.
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[Punk.]
Hilarious. Fine, where do you want to meet?
[So she can know where to avoid.]
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[ His circles weren't very large anymore. ]
25th and Madison. There's a park in midtown. Can I trust you to be there?
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Sounds perfect.
[So that would be a no.]
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That doesn't answer my question...
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Fine, park, 25th and Madison. Give me... [She internally counts the time she'll need, eyes squinting upward as she deliberates in her head.] three hours, that should be enough time to grab a bite.
[And get home and avoid the park like crazy.]
Try not to look completely like a night stalker when you get there, just a tip. I don't like looking like I hang around degenerates.
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[ Clay almost winces at how soft that sounds, but manages to keep it from showing. Instead he leans in and chuckles into her ear on his way out the door. ]
I've never been with a mermaid before.
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Part of her wants to try and rip his tongue from his skull, but she hopes the serious case of blue balls he'll get later tonight will suffice as punishment for that.]
Keep it in your pants, you overgrown gecko. And don't be late, I don't want you wasting my time.
[You know, like how she was about to purposely waste his.]