Rinoa “&” Alexois: Rinoa walks into a bar that she visits when she is in town, when she spots a mysterious Elezen that she has never seen before. His brute attitude reminded her of a friend, so she decided to see if he would talk to her. The closer she got, she spots a newly added cut/scar on his arm, her being a healer, she is quick to want to help him. As she walks up to him, she lifts her hand and then runs a finger across the scar, “Does it hurt?” She blushed a bit seeing his top unbuttoned.
It had been a minor wound though long. Yet another one to add to the many scars hidden beneath clothes. This was was just clearly more visible then most. With it not being something that would kill him, he’d taken time to stop for a few drinks. Just how he usually behaved when an injury wasn’t life threatening.
He was paying just enough attention to realize someone had come up beside him at the bar. But not enough to notice right away that it was a pretty woman. He was quick to pull his arm away from her with a soft growl when her fingers touched it. Finally looking over and raising a brow at the pretty elezen.
“Do you always just touch people who might hit you for it?” There was actually a slight hint of amusement to his tone as he looked her over. Though his expression was still more of a frown. “No it doesn’t hurt. Not much does after a few glasses of whiskey. Why are you concerned with a stranger anyways? Unless… You’re looking for a different kind of attention.” Now he smirked as he raised his glass up to take a drink.
Rinoa smirked and replied to the gentleman. “Now there is a gruff I recognize. Trust me dearest, you are not the first grump I have come across.” She tilts her head as she pictures her grump. “And I can probably dodge a hit, or try to, before you strike, from practice from dealing with others. I am a healer and was only concerned, as I saw that it was still a bit red, probably from dry blood. I mean you no harm.” She then placed her hand back on his arm, as to comfort him in a way. “As for a different kind of attention, hmmm perhaps, but I guess you will have to find out for yourself after a few of these……” She then flags the bartender that had her drinks ready as she has been known to drink whiskey also to forget about her troubles and regularly visits there when she is in town. She then hands him a drink and tips hers in his direction and nodding her head, “Cheers.” And she then starts to walk away.
Spirit of the Warlock 