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Genie de la Lune (wolfinboots) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

His confidence appealed as did his actions. While she wasn't above pursuing if she found someone who interested her, it was always nice to be met in this manner. She was honest with herself in thst she'd not just come out to watch everyone, but neither had the others.

The scent of his skin was enticing. It spoke of the things she wanted right now, and boldly she went ahead and lightly nipped at his ear lobe after he spoke. One could never really say Genie and boundaries existed terribly well.

Her hand slipped into his and she let him lead her to the bar, long legs keeping up easily. "Sounds perfectly delightful," she said. It took a frightful amount of alcohol to affect her metabolism, something she knew was anothet byproduct of her condition. A useful one. Her eyes skimmed over him again, now that there weren't people obscuring him. Handsome, yes. Nicely dressed in quality clothes. Rich, likely, or wanted to be. His stride made her think the former. She wouldn't complain about him buying then.

"What can I get you?" She asked, pressing close as she leaned against the bar, top showing cleavage to good effect and the skirt showing off a long, toned amount of leg, the lighting poor enough to hide scars though aside from their ability to give her away, she didn't care overly much about, most days at least.