Fii pulled his wrist away for the second time today, and massaged it with his other hand. Well then. The response he had received was a little less exciting than he had hoped for. He was hoping for something a little more explosive. The scene just now was practically demure.
Well then. He had his fun, but lost the coins. All in all, it was not a terrible day.
Outside, the crowd had started to scatter. The show was over, and it was clear that there would be no bloody conflict coming soon. Most people lose interest if there was no blood. Most crowds were composed of sharp-nosed bloodhounds after their pound of flesh.
Although… Who was the woman who had just spoke? Fii stared at her retreating back. He did not catch all her features earlier, and had been too intent on performing well for that little show. Now that the show was over, he was curious. There was something about her that sparked the memory of a recent rumour…
Curious.
“Make it up to you later, lover.” he said with a shrug and that same easy grin. Then he turned his back and stalked into the tavern, following the woman who was just here.
When he got to where she had chosen to sit, he dropped himself onto an opposite bench, and sat down in a boneless sprawl. He was still smiling. The shadows here were dark, and her hood made her seem ominous. Yet, Fii had never been the type to let sleeping dogs lie, and he was young and reckless enough to tickle a sleeping dragon.
“So. What’s underneath that hood, lady?” he asked.
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