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 Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 12:49 pm
"Alright, boy," White teeth flashed briefly in a grin, before sinking into a bottom lip as the young woman swiped a gloved hand over the table, collecting her customized cards and pulling them back to her. "It's time to settle your marks."
It was dusk already and the candidate was new to her table, so caught up in the game and her humor that he'd failed to realize awhile back that he was definitely losing, even when the others that were left started pulling out of the game with good-natured laughs. Or perhaps he was simply one of those over-confident types that thought they could win it back. Avery, of course, rarely lost a mark, unless she intended to. Tonight she did not. The bet-taker was in a good mood, wearing a form-fitting, attractive dress a shade to match the green highlights in her hazel eyes. A gift from K'lan, and one that she appreciated. It gave her a boost of self-esteem she needed, what with the departure of Uuni fortnights ago.
The boy was an interesting sort, in an uninteresting way. Just average enough to be considered good-looking instead, if a bit skinny. Probably a harper, and not a hard-working one at that. He reminded her a bit of Korist, K'lan's twin who had stayed behind at Ista.
"You're not short, are you? I'd hate to have to start a ledger for you." Her honeyed voice was smoothed, casual despite her raised brows.
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Posted: Mon Mar 08, 2010 4:54 am
"My name is Fellendar, miss," the former Harper replied cheerfully, not perturbed in the slightest the game had started heading south at a rather rapid rate. "But you can call me Fell, if you like."
Settling a hand on the table, the black-haired youth settled his weight against the table, a slow grin spreading across his face. "Oh, hush. You shouldn't lie," the candidate countered, his tone easy and just as smooth. Oh, he might have lost the game horribly, but it wasn't a big deal. If anything, this was only a test of his skill. "We both know you'd love to start a ledger for me. What good is a customer if he isn't loyal, right?"
Other hand on his hip, the charming young Harper leaned in, his dark brown eyes twinkling as he sized Avery up. She certainly wasn't bad looking, the candidate gave her that. "How have I not met you before?" Fellendar wondered aloud, tipping his head to the side as his checked out the other gambler before. "I grew up around these parts, you'd think I'd remember a face like yours."
Oh yes, Fell, lay it on real thick.
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