you dun goofed. | caesar & tharja
"A likely story." hands now clutched the tome closer to her chest, she had no shame of the attire she wore as a matter fact. But she didn’t take kindly to the wandering eyes of anybody besides Robin, though it’s not as if Robin looked at her in that way to begin with…a girl could dream though.
This man has a certain look about it, a look that just screams..womanizer. That blond hair, those green eyes and that face. Any regular woman would be swooning right about now. Falling into his arms or even overjoyed at the fact he had gave them the time of day. Tharja wasn’t just any woman though. She wasn’t very appreciative of the male race to put it into simple terms. They were dirty, each and every one. "You are disgusting."
"Your compliments are hollow as far as I’m concerned." she leaned on the wall now, eyeing him up and down. Even if he proved to be annoying, perhaps he could be of use to her in some way in the future. Better get the necessary information she needs before she does what she has to do.
"But since you’re ever so innocent and polite, I’d like your name."
That didn't work. Well. It was worth a try.
Truth be told, that peek to her bosoms was completely unintentional and, unfortunately, caught right at the wrong moment. He had no intentions of approaching her and just straight-up asking her out-- no. Besides, she's not exactly receiving his presence in general very well.
"I'm being honest," Caesar responded, straight forward. Well, it's not like he can get out of this sticky situation. Hell, she just called him "disgusting". Most girls would have their fury cooled with a compliment, but this woman was not like "most girls". Hardened, vicious perhaps? Unwilling to be around him, definitely.
A sharp exhale left his lips. "And your demeanor is dreadful as far as I'm concerned." Green eyes averted their gaze, settling elsewhere in the hallway. The girl gave him the creeps. She really did look like someone from an Egyptian exhibit crossed over with a necromancer. Needless to say, it was... a little unnerving. No matter; if something were to go awry, Caesar has his ways of getting out of a situation.
"Since you asked so nicely, my name is Caesar." A nod, gaze flickering back to her pitch black. "And you?"













