Money in the Bank | Closed
marian-fallon
“I don’t try at anything. I do, and I succeed. Why we are drinking some of the finest that Stormwind has to offer. So, in that case, I more than likely will get you drunk, in all fun of course. Not everyday I can hold a conversation with a man, who doesn’t want to just jump my bones. “ She watched as he took the chest, clearly guarding whatever the contents in there. She was intrigued herself, though she may not be a danger, she was still in fact a criminal. “As far as payment, I will think of something. Who knows perhaps we get so drunk I forget you owe me anything. If that happens, well we will just call it good karma. What goes around comes around, is what I like to say.” She sat up briefly, removing her blazer, exposing her toned arms. She returned to her previous position, glancing over at Veron, a devilish smile widened on her face.
“ So Veron, Tell me about yourself. Where you from? Do you have family? Children?” She tilted her head to the side. “A lover?” She asked flirtatiously. (( @mechanism-trade))
“Did you succeed at getting thrown out of that bar?” Veron grinned, “I hope you know elves are notoriously hard to get drunk. So unless you’ve gotten more of these -” He held up the flask, “I don’t think you stand a chance of stealing my box.”
He took another sip of the contents, just the right amount of sweetness to tantalize his taste-buds. He almost considered not giving it back, but he was already in the red from stealing this chest - he didn’t need to add to that balance. He offered it to back to the woman.
“Seems like you’re hangin’ with the wrong crowd then. I also like to get to know a woman, make sure she’s not out to put a blade in my gut, before I start wooing her with my smoldering good looks.”
The elf laughed, “I got nothin’, just me. Had some family before, not to keen on my joining here but its no skin off my nose what they think.”
“I succeed at all things, so yes. I don’t find it rewarding if I am not thrown out of a bar at least once a night.” She smirked, taking a swig from her flask,”Why do you think I’m going to steal that box from you, huh? Trust me if I really did want to, I would of, but I want to be your friend.” She stood up, moving to get closer to know her new friend. She took a seat,getting situated again. “Smoldering looks, huh? Mhm...maybe. You’re kind of cute, even if you are do fail at opening lock boxes. I also find it so hard that a nice, charming good-looking man like you, has no one.” There was some sarcasm in her tone, but it was all in god fun. “I got nothing either. To be fair, it’s a lot of extra work. Being with someone that is. I like riding solo.” ( @mechanism-trade ahhh I am so sorry for the late response!!)
