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Raven // Ezra (Shae) Dufraisne (in_the_wings) wrote in paxletalelogs,

"Mirza, you say? Never heard 'dat name befo'...sounds exotic." Shae turned his attention from the dark-haired enigma at his side and reached into his jacket pocket, digging for rolling papers. "'Course, everyt'ing here's so exotic 'dat not'ing is, if you know what I mean."

Once all the items were assembled, he began to roll up a new cigarette using his thigh as a surface. Yes, he'd conveniently forgotten to introduce himself, but he had a feeling this Mirza would be able to sweet-talk it out of him. Anyway, wasn't that part of the game?

Something about his companion irked him, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was. Not so much the woman herself, but...well, maybe that was the problem. Shae was absolutely the observant type, and he knew there was something missing; something vital, even. He briefly wondered what sort of surprises he might find beneath Miss Mirza's clothes were he to look, and whether or not he might actually be that surprised.

"S'been a long day, n'est-ce pas?" he offered as he lit up and took a quick, short puff on his cigarette, followed by a more satisfying drag. The cushions were comfortable enough, and now that he'd sat down, the idea of moving seemed unappealing. Instead, he reclined against the backrest and closed his eyes.

"Mebbe I'll join you here fo' awhile, Miss Mirza. Nevah been one to turn 'way attractive company."