09-18-2018, 10:11 PM
Ryker unfolded upon the seat, lounging more comfortably than barstools allowed. Oriena was an interesting character. “You must have said please.” Fingers drummed the table absently, only for him to snarl as something sticky padded his skin. A few snaps summoned someone to wipe it fresh.
He glanced at Oriena, disappointed. “Hard to find good help these days,” he said about the time fresh drinks were finally placed within reach. Ryker sipped his water and tuned attention to the impending fight. Ivan deserved to have a little fun. "If you try to take him, no doubt he will let you." His smile slid like oil.
His gaze slipped from the lines of her neck upon the cage. Shirtless, Kasun's skin sunk around his ribs. He seemed to have not seen the sun in years. An addict of some kind, likely. To what drug? Ryker was moderately curious given his foray into the field recently. "From what hole did you dig him out?"
He glanced at Oriena, disappointed. “Hard to find good help these days,” he said about the time fresh drinks were finally placed within reach. Ryker sipped his water and tuned attention to the impending fight. Ivan deserved to have a little fun. "If you try to take him, no doubt he will let you." His smile slid like oil.
His gaze slipped from the lines of her neck upon the cage. Shirtless, Kasun's skin sunk around his ribs. He seemed to have not seen the sun in years. An addict of some kind, likely. To what drug? Ryker was moderately curious given his foray into the field recently. "From what hole did you dig him out?"