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[magicveiined]

The fight had ended quickly enough with the party they had. Gideon took a breath a looked around with a smile. "Well that was certainly exhilarating." Leaning down he pulled one of his daggers out of the bandit he'd thrown it at.

@knivesfirst: said "who are you, really?"

"What do you mean by that Annie dear?" He said with grin. "I'm Gideon, and I've certainly never claimed to be anyone I'm not." The rogue had been fairly forthcoming with his backstory — not the fact that he had been from a fairly important family but that didn't really matter. At least not anymore. He was sure they had disowned him, or perhaps told everyone he was dead. Probably for the best anyway. Not like he was planning on going back to them.

PROMPTS FOR DEEP CONVERSATIONS — accepting

[fangmother]

think you're pretty funny, don't you?

"Funny looking," Rainer replies, fluttering her eyelashes innocently at the other woman. She cracks herself up, as usual, cackling as she leans back on the bench-- her horns nearly take out a passerby as they try to skirt past her to get to the bar, but they're too intimidated to scold her.

For good reason, one supposes. She's no The Iron Bull, but people are still plenty afraid of her.

"What," she continues, leaning her elbows against the table to stare at Annie, "You don't think I'm funny? I'm hurt, baby. Everything I do is to try to make you laugh."

[fangmother]

how about a round two?

If Rainer had a drink for every time Annie asked her for a second round of anything, she'd be passing out in the ditch. The other woman seems insatiable in all things-- another spar, another drink, another fuck. If Rainer wasn't such a busybody herself, she might find it all a bit difficult to keep up with.

Luckily, that's not even close to the case.

She lifts the tail end of her braid and twists it, tying the whole mess back to keep it off the nape of her neck. The sun is hot, and it's left both of them glistening with sweat. "Alright," comes the concession, twisted with a smirk. "I can kick your ass as many times as you'd like me to, baby. We can try for two out of three?"

[xfindingtrouble]

“ i've noticed you've been staring at me this whole time. ”

Ellis peers over the rim of his drink, meeting her gaze with the same tenacity he had watched her with all night. He's been tucked around in the corner, picking at disinteresting food, making his way through a handful of drinks. Back to the wall, eyes on the crowd it was difficult not to pick up on a few exciting things… his attention turned to her. it was captivating to watch her at work & after observing a handful of her games he picked up on a crucial detail. her luck with cards was cultivated with more than one skill. Ellis could night help but delight in her swindling people out of their money.

of course, it leads him to beg the question. how safe would his money be? He'd cheated his way through his fair share of card games but was that enough? well, with the opportunity presented he wasn't going to pass it up. his usually steely expression splits into a grin & he sets his drink down, using the back of his free hand to wipe his mouth.

" You're damn good at cards, you know," he admits, gesturing to the seat across from his as an invitation. maybe he's too excited, but he can't temper the feeling. He wants to see if he can out-cheat her… & even if he wouldn't deny how lovely she was. he was a sucker for a pretty face, after all, " It's a 'helluva thing to see you in action. "

" Up for a challenge? " he asks brightly, sarcasm inching its way into his words, " We can play by your rules. "

[ada1r-arc]

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annie & lena / @knivesfirst

[ada1r-arc]

@knivesfirst sent “hey! I got you this.” emphasis on got, rather than bought. “happy birthday.”

a wide, toothy smile appears on helena's face, her cheeks round and flushing a slight red. " for me? " she's slightly incredulous but readily accepts the package. tearing into the paper with gusto and throwing it onto the table to her side. inside is what appears to be a nice bottle of whiskey and as she looks at it further, she realizes exactly where she recognizes it from. " thank you so much, my friend. " her smile reappears and she opens the bottle promptly, " would you share the first drink with me? "

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[ada1r-arc]

@knivesfirst said ' i'm half convinced this is a nightmare. '

" what kind of nightmares are you having, annie? " she looks at her with a small amount of incredulity. " most of my nightmares involve my teeth falling out or my ears becoming round. maybe getting chased through the woods. " she subtly runs her tongue against her teeth and moves her hand up to her ears, just to check. " this feels far too real to be a nightmare. this is the kind of shit show that can only be reality. "