Aspel Cassul: When in doubt, Aspel! (weaponry) wrote in emillion,
Aspel/Ari - 3pm.
"Ah," Aspel's smile widened a bit. "I suspect that depends upon the circumstances you may be amicable to at this point in the ventures of your day." Fingers played against the mug in her hands, and the smith shifted in her seat, moving a bit closer to the other woman. "You see, there are a great many variations that we may partake in for amusement at any given time, and I fear a few options may be available to you depending upon your mood and disposition. If you wish to play a simple game, we could easily engage in something as childish as 'I spy', or perhaps, if you wished for something a bit more complex, a competition of sorts as to who could trick the most patrons into the most atrocious purchases of the eve. Though, I would not be against other alternative forms of entertainment if a game of the proposed nature was lacking in your ideal form of entertainment this eve." The booze had made her a bit more talkative. Especially, considering the fact that her hands - fingers had taken to drumming against the side of the mug they were wrapped around - and mouth weren't preoccupied in another manner in this instance.
"However, I fear that the alternative forms of amusement I currently house a willingness to partake in may result in a required relocation of sorts," Finally a hand retracted from the mug, a bit cooled from the liquid inside and reached down to rest against Ari's leg, fingers giving the other woman's thigh a slight squeeze as a sly, yet mildly repressed, smirk started to rise.
"I suspect our choice of entertainment shall be left in your hands, Seraph."