#mina rhaal

[idrawbuffgirls]

@tamsynspeaks get it?

[professor-of-somanoutics]

➸ For the lols!

Rawkin sat outside on the stone bench around the unlit campfire outside of the Red Wings building, a lit cigar in his mouth. He crossed his legs, shaking the creases out of a copy of the Mithril Eye. The sun was high, the sky was clear, and the children from the residential houses nearby laughed and played in the cobblestone streets. Mina sat nearby, with her eyes closed, singing one of her famous bard songs, perhaps in preparation for an upcoming concert. Looking up from his newspaper, Rawkin cocks a brow at the woman, “You jus’ gonna sit there signin all day?”

Her song cut off, she puffs out her cheeks with a huff. The children’s laughter grows louder as it gets closer, before one of them shouts, “Look out!” Mina turned to see what was the matter, pushing herself off her knees just in time to catch a ball to the face, with a resounding “thwack,” knocking her down. Rawkin throws a hand up to his mouth, to hide the smile and try to supress a laugh, “A-are you okay there, Singalong?”

“...Ooooowwwww....”

Rawkin chuckles, standing to pick up the ball and chuck it back to the kids. “Yeah, yeah, come on lets get you in to Aryk. I’m sure some cuddlin’ with him will fix yah right up, lass”