starter call! // @dustfled // ruby to roman
━ ❝Ohhhh, I'm so hungry, I could eat a whole Beowolf! ... Y'know, if they were edible.❞ Casual banter is plentifully exchanged as the traveling team comes across a tavern. They'd been traveling for days now, and a good, homemade meal sounded great to the group's appointed leader. There's no objections among the other members, and so they saunter into the homely looking restaurant. Ruby is immediately encapsulated by the delectable scent roaming about the building, and she sighs longingly. The others are ahead of her in finding a table.
Something catches her attention out of the corner of her eye. Flashes of a familiar face appear before her eyes, and her heart stills while she tries to shake it off. But the flickers of familiarity persist, and she's finding herself stealing glances toward the back of the tavern. There's a figure hunched at a corner table. Though generally hidden in shadows, she can clearly see bright orange locks -- and she instantly knows who they belong to.
With one hand cautiously hovering above Crescent Rose, Ruby approaches the corner table. Her brows are furrowed and silver eyes are narrowed in suspicion. Not a hint of hesitation tips her voice as she beckons:
❝Torchwick...? What are you doing here?❞