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+ your compatriots then?"
Her eyes latch on Percy's once he stepped foot inside the establishment.
She brushes a hand through her locks of dark hair and goes, "Believe it or not, I'm actually rather nervous to meet them..."
A shy smile quirks on her lips as her gaze lowers.
As fun as it was to fuck around in his expense, Floresita does manage to settle down just in time as she reached the tavern.
Several of the patrons already recognize her so they toast their mugs to her direction, to which she greets back with a warm smile.
"So where are +
and gape he did after floresita as she goes for a small sprint like the unexpected /minx/ she turned out to be.
sputtering a little, percy goes, โd-don't you threaten me!โ
he huffs, adjusts the hemline of his coat and stomps towards said wily companion.
โnone of that!โ
+ next to her; not when she's become certain now that there was someone in his band of companions whom he fancies.
"Keep your secrets! But I must warn you, /my lord/, I am good at reading people when they least expect it."
And she makes a run for it, leaving him behind to gape.
She nudges him using an elbow as the grin widens impossibly on her face. The look has removed years of grief from her overall countenance, and it's fair to see how anyone may instantly fall for her on sight.
Not that she has any intentions of seducing this awkward gentleman +
~ this endeavor, /madam/. you are supposed to get acquainted with the rest of my companions so we can resolve the crisis at hand.โ
he better get it together as soon as they enter the tavern. that means no lingering eye contact with vex whatsoever.
damn this woman beside him!
+ can't hold it in any longer that it bursts. It's quite the grand irony how quickly it happens, much like the way her tears fell earlier.
And there's only one man responsible for it.
"Come on!" She chimes. "We're almost at the tavern. You can introduce to me to your gal pals."
With an eyebrow raised, Floresita then elbows Percy, citing, "Look, I know we're not actually friends, but the look on your face right now makes me wish we knew each other better so I can keep teasing the hell out of you."
Laughter bubbles from the back of her throat until she +
~ โoh, i do beg your pardon!โ he expels a chortle (that sounds like a chiding snort), โbut everything, suffice to say, is fairly tame and platonic.โ
scanlan may beg to differ, but it's scanlan!
percy keeps his eyes on the road and does his darndest not to think about vex.
+ that becomes a little scandalous when she smiles next. Floresita can't help it; she's a natural flirt and a romantic.
"Tell me, which of the two half-elves has captured your fancy, Percival? Maybe the blonde gnome? Or could you have your eyes set on the men?"
A giggle.
"You make it sound like your youth happened so long ago. What are you? Twenty-five? Twenty-six?"
Floresita shoots Percy a somewhat teasing look to accompany that remark. The iciness of the hurt she felt from before when said man forced her to confess what she refused to give +
~ down as he listens to the woman explain next where the other manananggal dwells.
โwe do have a rogue and a ranger with us. twins, even, quite skilled. i'm sure by now they scouted the area, but yes, we can bring this information to them too. is there anything else pressing?โ
+ when I was...well, sort of keeping eye and spying on your troupe," she adds as she fiddles with a loose thread from her sleeve, "But you all seem very unique and of great contrast with one another. Makes for an interesting companionship, I suppose."
There was a long pause, +
+ being said at the moment.
"The truth is I never met her or even seen her around town. Given the habits of our kind, it's either she has a hut set up in heart of the forest there..."
She means the wilderness they are looking on their left side together righ now.
"Or a cave."
Her fingers twirl around the strap of the satchel she's carrying, all while she sneaks glances at the man beside her.
She'd like to think that they had moved past the initial threat and tension, and yet it's still painfully awkward. Given what he knows now about her life and +
a nervous smile breaks through; it's almost as if the incident moments ago never took place, like it was only now that they are meeting for the first time.
โi shall keep it in mind,โ is the only commentary he offers, nodding.
percy says nothing for now and follows after her.
+ yesterday's rainfall. Overall, it's a manageable trudge that happens to offer a scenic view of the wild.
"I'm sure you want to know if I was acquaintanted with this manananggal."
Her voice is more hushed this time as if the leaves have ears, but the wind might carry what is +
+ the circustmances are dire, but I certainly wouldn't mind meeting your friends."
Floresita waits until her guest has stepped out before she ceremoniously locks the door. She pockets the slug on the front of her dress.
"I do know the inn you speak of as well as a shortcut."
+ mixed kind, in more ways than one.
At the moment she's more lenient to wear her heart on her sleeve, particularly towards this enigmatic Percival. He's doing something unexpected again, and the remarks he made causes a frown to fall upon her lips next.
"That is very strange +
+ that encouraging statement, she forgives him for his earlier transgression with the most genuine smile she could spare.
"Come," Floresita wears her cloak once more but this time doesn't pull up the hood. She continues to smile at Percy as she opens the door for him.
"I know +