marcus (_drac) wrote in cirque_rp, |
"Bet she would," he hummed, "I like a proper chav." Now and again. The constant yelling and throwing of things weren't his favorite but he did like a woman that stood her ground and didn't flinch to give him a proper telling off. Finding himself musing for far too long about an ideal woman of-the-moment, Marcus made a mental reminder that he needed a proper shag soon.
Alex's ramblings were always a quiet entertainment of the fire witch's. The slighter man picking up on the quip and adding teeth and claws to the analogy. "And don't you forget it," he teased before Alex's stomach so rudely interrupted them. The disruption got a raised eyebrow from Marcus even as he stopped them at the foot of Alex's trailer.
Yes, he must be hungry. "That's usually what that sound means." Marcus gestured to the other man's front door. It simply would be rude for him to open and break whatever wards the smaller man might have up considering how annoying recasting could sometimes be.