ooc: Ah yeah, getting tired of this cold weather and studying.
ooc; Oooh same on the cold stuff. -Wraps you in a blanket-
ooc: The Countess Is Mobile…
I am sooo cold and I am going to lie down in bed, catch up on some tv shows, and be mobile. However, no more replies from moi lovelies.
-Settles into bed with warm blankets-
groovyashwilliams started following you
Ash sighed, and didn’t say anything to her first, rhetorical question. He would have come up with a witty retort, but he didn’t want to further upset her. It seemed like every sentence she spoke was a subtle threat, especially the most recent one.
Not wanting to bother with any kind of pat-down, or whatever the guards had in mind, Ash removed the bag from his shoulder, and held it out to one of the guards. “It’s just one gun, that’s it. No need to search me.” He figured that he would get searched regardless, but at least giving up his only weapon readily might make the Countess trust him, just a little bit more.
"I don’t plan on hurting anyone. Unless they hurt me first."
Did he presume by simply removing his bag from his side he would be removed from the search? Nay, the guards went upon their ways in searching him for any sign. Any reveal of a hidden weapon in his boots or behind his back. “You truly believe these guards would rely on your words? Beyond it, they may find belief in the deities of this world. Do you believe in a God, Ash? Any God who would aid you in your travels?” The Countess presumed the deities were long removed from this world.
As for his weapons, she wondered how many lives he removed by his weapon alone. “You are a man fearing for his safety. Are you a criminal?” Was he a criminal of his land? Nay, for he would find it difficult to accept the offer if he presumed she was well red on the news of the world. “Come inside, the guards state you are clean, however, your weapon is confiscated for the rest of the time you linger here.”
"Wh… wha- I-… I don’t… where did you find these?"
"In Paris, a beautiful sensual shop sold these. T’was a miracle I acquired it for the reason it is sold out quickly. From what I observed, it is a highly coveted treat."
He nodded eagerly, setting down the goblet “Of course, I wouldn’t want to insult your hospitality by hurting those under your roof- I’ll have to get some gloves though” Cear would feel better knowing he wouldn’t hurt anyone in the long run, it wasn’t hard to agree to her terms. “I don’t want to be rude but… are you not eating?”
"I consumed my meal earlier before you arrived. I finished my meal a few moments before you arrived in my garden." The servants were quick to remove the remnants of the virgin from the table and further to scrub away the blood. "What sort of glove must it be? Any glove or a particular brand of glove to have you safe from those within the household and they from you?"
"You know I don’t really know what that means sweetheart but I’m more skilled then you think" she muttered a little obnoxious she could see in the womens eyes that she didnt think she could win; but she had done it before just this little girl from 10 wasn’t going to break that easily
Sweetheart? She assumed there was a time for the two to be familiars? The own familiarity would be to wonder where the final strike would be. Where the other tributes would lay their hands upon this woman and remove her life. “What are your chances? I am informed the Districts of one and two are given five to one on their survivals. What is your number?” What would she accomplish?
"Explain Yourself." (for the meme)
"You came upon me in a moment of my feeding. If you wish to live, best not to repeat what you observed to others," she explained, her hands wiping away the blood from the corners of her lips.
"Oh no." John grew angry then, watching her. He pointed at her and shook his head. "No…Don’t you dare start trying to control my thoughts…I won’t have it. I’m not a toy."
"Best now you reveal yourself you are wishing to be aware of the truth. The truth of who I am lest we part ways this evening? Never to glance upon the features of the other?" The truth was it would be an impossibility for both lived within London. They would find one another in the streets or in certain lands of the city. "Would you wish for it to end now?"