[Perhaps it was just the body reading Astarion better than her mind, maybe something subconscious recognized the predator and knew it was drawing circles around its prey. Even now he was waiting to strike: a relatively safe place away from everyone else, shining trinkets to get her attention once they reached their destination and the perfect romantic moon to look at. He had poetry in his repertoire, that could be sharper than his own daggers, and the vampire marked down few interesting locations in their way- there was a beautiful patch of flowers that he was planning to see only during their returning trip.
Blue, gentle petals, probably closed at this time of night but ready to blossom at dawn. They were perfect for decorating the cleric's long hair, a gift to seal between the pages of a book and keep there for good luck too... and if not that, there was a rock with some interesting moss on it. Not the most romantic thing, perhaps, but the vampire remembered its depurative properties, they could easily make a water filter with it, and how it was often used in cleaning products and had some medical properties. With how practical Nepione was, perhaps that could be a good gift before returning to the camp?
It didn't matter too much on the moment, they still had to begin their little excursion and he was eager to move away from their teammates' inquisitive gaze.]
Well well well, are you offering tonight?
[His eyes wandered toward her neck, exposed now that her hair wasn't covering it. Merely a little tease before looking back up and tilting his head, making sure she didn't feel too threatened by his presence. The vampire offered Karlach a wink, then strapped his longbow to his back and nodded.]
I'm ready, I'm ready. Let's figure out what that thing is, mh?
[As vague as possible as he turned his back to the Tiefling, walking toward the shadows and barely waiting for her. The others didn't need to know he was the one who wanted her company, showing he didn't care at all in public was going to benefit both of them.]
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Date: 2023-12-09 05:32 pm (UTC)Blue, gentle petals, probably closed at this time of night but ready to blossom at dawn. They were perfect for decorating the cleric's long hair, a gift to seal between the pages of a book and keep there for good luck too... and if not that, there was a rock with some interesting moss on it. Not the most romantic thing, perhaps, but the vampire remembered its depurative properties, they could easily make a water filter with it, and how it was often used in cleaning products and had some medical properties. With how practical Nepione was, perhaps that could be a good gift before returning to the camp?
It didn't matter too much on the moment, they still had to begin their little excursion and he was eager to move away from their teammates' inquisitive gaze.]
Well well well, are you offering tonight?
[His eyes wandered toward her neck, exposed now that her hair wasn't covering it. Merely a little tease before looking back up and tilting his head, making sure she didn't feel too threatened by his presence. The vampire offered Karlach a wink, then strapped his longbow to his back and nodded.]
I'm ready, I'm ready. Let's figure out what that thing is, mh?
[As vague as possible as he turned his back to the Tiefling, walking toward the shadows and barely waiting for her. The others didn't need to know he was the one who wanted her company, showing he didn't care at all in public was going to benefit both of them.]