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LoveMyBirds
15.12.2022 17:36
LinkMREOW MREOW MREOW
Ey3-s0ckEts[OP]
15.12.2022 17:36
Link🤨
Alrighty- it isn’t gonna be anything fancy though. ^^'
*Ryland quietly sat down, wrapping his tail around his seat so nobody would accidentally step on it. It was very odd seeing a naga in a populated area and it didn’t take a genius to know why* cranberry cocktail..please- *he went silent then unexpectedly spoke again* I..I heard it makes you taste better.
She paused at the question to think about it and she shrugged. “I’d say around 5 years now- I jsut moved to the area though a few months back, came from the shittier side of things, and you?” She watched him carefully, she wanted to see more of that tail but didn’t want to come off as rude, not while on the clock at least.
Ryland: *he slightly nodded while taking a sip of his cocktail, making somewhat of a face at the tartness. As he expected, she had been there for a while and she talked as if so too. Ryland scratched the back of his neck when the question was asked back to him, he was just on a business trip there. not- that he could tell anyone, he’d risk being arrested and all that jazz* t-this is actually my second day here, it’s a lot less peaceful here than my home place but it ain’t terrible, so far...at least. Y-You must know more though- how is this place?
He nodded, seemingly amused. "Can't get into too much detail, but if I were you I'd stick to myself. See anything weird, stay out of it you know?" He grinned and took a long sip from her drink before gesturing to the scars along her arms if he hadn't noticed them before. "gets real dangerous real quick if you're not comfortable."
Ryland: *he nodded with hesitance, getting a good look at those scars of hers. If that’s the case then he’d better get back to his boss soon before he gets himself into trouble...once he figured out exactly where he was. Guess he got lucky for running into her-* damn, I might have to ask you to walk me home at this rate. *he quickly downed the rest of his glass* how much do I pay for the drink?
She nodded and watched the fellow slither out. Despite her warning towards him about staying out of other peoples business, he seemed far too secretive to just let go without another thought. She typed in a number on her phone to call an old buddy of hers, hoping this 'Midas' would have some sort if reputation she could go off of.