He was zeroed in on. Good. Dresden propped his free hand against his hip, uncaring of the weight of the lumber practically screaming at him to drop. Mother Miounne was watching him from her own little corner of the Canopy, probably making sure he didn't cause a scene... or impatiently waiting for the elm. That was too bad at either rate.
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The slovenly gent intended for him, pushing a patron's boxes from the table but Dresden had no care for strangers. All it registered was that the man was looking for trouble and the Black Mage was all too eager to oblige.
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"You must have been blind," Dresden purred in response, showing a bit of teeth with intent to threat. "I was merely flirting and imagining you placed over my lap for a good spanking. Your table manners are atrocious."
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He was rewarded with a spit of ale to the face. Undaunted, he lightly rubbed a bit of it from his cheek with the swipe of his thumb, grin turning poisonous. "A spanking it is then." Dropping the elm lumber down hard, he had thought he heard Mother Miounne sigh in disappointment when he reached for the scruff of the man's clothing, intending on doing exactly as he threatened.
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The slovenly gent intended for him, pushing a patron's boxes from the table but Dresden had no care for strangers. All it registered was that the man was looking for trouble and the Black Mage was all too eager to oblige.
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"You must have been blind," Dresden purred in response, showing a bit of teeth with intent to threat. "I was merely flirting and imagining you placed over my lap for a good spanking. Your table manners are atrocious."
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He was rewarded with a spit of ale to the face. Undaunted, he lightly rubbed a bit of it from his cheek with the swipe of his thumb, grin turning poisonous. "A spanking it is then." Dropping the elm lumber down hard, he had thought he heard Mother Miounne sigh in disappointment when he reached for the scruff of the man's clothing, intending on doing exactly as he threatened.
