Aspel Cassul: When in doubt, Aspel! (weaponry) wrote in emillion,
Aspel/Ari/Drake - 4:45PM along the main street.
The smith didn't even bother to look at either of them as the last couple darts were sent flying into the board, two popping a balloon each while the third completely missed. The commentary was amusing all on its own without her needing to add any more insult to injury, so to say, and getting away from this game before Drake lost his wits completely seemed like it might be best. Dusting her hands together for a moment, they dropped down to smooth over the bottom of her shit briefly. "If Drake is really having quite so many problems, I see little else we could possibly do for him but that." A fine rose pointing towards Ari, as if it punctuate her agreement with the other woman's point.
"No? A pity." The teasing tone was back in full force. "He does seem a terribly endearing sort, and is a bit on adorable side.." Her eyes fell down to the stuffed toy as it was handed over to her as Drake was still tossing darts. "in his own odd way." Fingers rose, stroking over the pointy hair for a moment, seeming as though she were attempting to fix it before the toy was tucked in the crook of her elbow and she partly turned, mostly facing Drake.
"Do you think he'll win it before dinner?" The question was clearly aimed at Ari, even as her eyes rested on Drake and it was obvious that it was voiced to assist in flustering him more. "It is getting quite near that time I believe."