Marian Hawke attracts a curious type of fortune. (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} justoneweek) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} valarlogs,@ 2012-07-01 17:44:00 |
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WHAT: Discussing dreams and possibly drinking (who am I kidding, totally drinking.)
WHEN: After this discussion, although they don't get to manage a 'date' until Sunday night.
WHERE: Starting at Hangman
WARNING: Some slight language and suggestion. PG.
It had been a really busy weekend, and even though Marian had wanted to talk to Fenris for basically all of it, she simply hadn't had the time. Which was great, in the scheme of things since it meant that she had made a lot of money but the dreams were getting more frequent, and also considerably more weird.
Finally, near closing Sunday night, she walked over to where he stood behind the bar and leaned over it.
The shirt might have been chosen for this particular effect. She was a planner.
"Got a minute, handsome?"