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RE: Just Another Night (Open RP) - KieairaKitty - 10-18-2013
"I think I need -a lot- more alcohol before you get me singing. 'sides, I'd be clearing out the tavern pretty fast if I did ... It's more like the sound of a drowning cat then singing." She laughed softly, wrapping her hand around the cold glass filled with a dark brown liquid and ice.
She took a long sip through the straw and smiled. "Pugilist." She raised one hand in a fist. "I don't like to rely on things like magic or weapons ... just my own two fists. So long as I got them, or at least one foot left, I know I can fight. And you? What brings you to this dusty old tavern?"
RE: Just Another Night (Open RP) - Fen - 10-18-2013
He gave a shrug as his ale arrived. Placing some Gil on the counter, he took up his drink and sipped from it, "Th'tavern in Ul'dah gets crowded an' loud. Hurts my 'ead. Besides, y'get some interestin' conversation out 'ere, aye? As far as fight in' goes, I stick to my fists, too. More personal, y'know?"
"Y'certainly 'ave the fire of a proper pugilist. Fenenoix Ekrent, by the way, Fen for short." with a happy smile, he offered a hand to the woman.
RE: Just Another Night (Open RP) - Tobias Nightbringer - 10-18-2013
Touches the tip of his nose and looks at the fingertips. Taps it again before looking at to his fingertip quizzically once more. If Tobias did actually know what Fen was talking about when he spoke to the Hyur, it certainly was not showing. "Bird?" he murmurs to no one before a shrug is given, "I do have a nice looking nose...." he says in a satisfied tone more to himself than anyone else as his eyes cross and tries to look down the bridge.
    A self-appreciating smile lingers for a few seconds more before another light sip of his tea is brought to his lips. A faint aroma of spices more than floral coming from the still warm cup. He notices that the other man had fallen quiet as the Elezen seems to take control of the conversation for the time being. He only listens intently on their words, dark eyes at times shift from Fenenoix and the Miqo'te female as the two banter playfully. The mention of the two being Pugilist's the only time Tobias seems to give a little more interest to the conversation, the thin brow rises from it's already naturally slightly arched position.