#interaction: sting

[obscxritas]

Sends le dreieck for lumendraco 8>

SEND A  ▲ AND I WILL GENERATE A NUMBER FOR WHAT MY MUSE SAYS TO YOURS. 

                           “You know, it’s crazy how wrong you can be about a person.”

[obscxritas]

Leans against the table, a cocky grin on his face as he runs one hand through his hair. "Hey b--" Suddenly falls off the chair. Congratz.

She noticed him sitting down at her table and it didn’t take much longer until that cocky smirk appeared on the male’s countenance. Freeda just kept on focusing the book that laid in front on her at the table’s surface, putting one hand against the side of her head and watching Sting out of the corner of her eyes occasionally.

It was when Sabertooth’ Master began to speak that she stopped reading entirely, not yet looking at him though, and realized at it was another dilettante attempt to flirt - which failed. Nothing new.

With a thud the blond man was suddenly no longer sitting on his chair, however instead lying on the guild’s floor. How clumsy. Inwardly it made her laugh actually, she couldn’t deny that it was entertaining in a way. Sting could be pretty blunt but on the other hand…seeing his failing tries was somewhat cute. Not that she wold say that out loud.

So she merely sighed and finally shifted her gaze to him at last. Mien remained neutral und unfazed, but her vox bore a somwhat amused undertone.

                               “Look, perhaps it is time to think of a different way to get my attention since your last attempts weren’t quite successful.”