06-01-2018, 09:59 PM
IF LOOKS COULD KILL ✧ Vanessa Carlysle - The Typhoon
After walking away from Wade and all of them, Nessa had headed straight to the tavern. She had heard of it's location from a few NPCs who had been a tad bit kind to her. Maybe it was because she was good-looking, maybe it was something else. The black wolf did not care much for her appearance. She could be ugly and she wouldn't give a shit about it.
The female had entered the tavern, heading straight for the bar area, her blue-eyes showing a bit of amazement at the sight of the large barrels of rum. She was impressed, even though it didn't seem that way in her eyes. Vanessa would take a seat and look at the NPC who was passing out drinks to others. "Pass me a glass of rum, yeah?" She asked, blinking as the glass was slid over to her in a quick heartbeat.
Before she knew it, a few taller NPCs had walked up from behind her and started talking-and-flirting with her. Discomfort had made its way onto her delicate features and her ears had pinned to the back of her head.
The female had entered the tavern, heading straight for the bar area, her blue-eyes showing a bit of amazement at the sight of the large barrels of rum. She was impressed, even though it didn't seem that way in her eyes. Vanessa would take a seat and look at the NPC who was passing out drinks to others. "Pass me a glass of rum, yeah?" She asked, blinking as the glass was slid over to her in a quick heartbeat.
Before she knew it, a few taller NPCs had walked up from behind her and started talking-and-flirting with her. Discomfort had made its way onto her delicate features and her ears had pinned to the back of her head.
© madi