"Have you tried our famous Silver Sliver, sir?"
It was that same barmaid again. Her voice was smooth, fluid, and sultry, but it remained soft and gentle altogether. Much like a flower, that could easily induce both sweetness and passion at the same time. But she broke his reverie, his little intimate moment with the scenery, and that didn't please him any more than the view did. "Perhaps later," he said simply, his eyes set upon the canal and a passing Ravosala, one that had a pair of lovers half-asleep and snuggling. The person manning the boat sang in such a beautiful voice that it almost induced sleep onto him as well. "I've still some food with me here, thank you," he added softly, as he watched the boat go by. The barmaid, with her rich brown hair set into a braid and her green eyes more than eager to serve, pouted and inched away with a huff. "Not as interested after all," he smirked, glancing over to the barmaid as she sauntered towards the next good-looking gent. "Ah, but of course," he chuckled, his eyes brushing past the features of a very youthful-looking girl. They rested upon her for a brief moment as he wondered what a child was doing around a tavern.
He quickly turned towards the scenery once more, hoping to tune into his imaginations once more, only to find his mind wandering towards the young girl and her youthful, yet captivating appearance. Her image was plastered wherever he looked as his mind continued to wander - or at least, he forced it to wander. But he was continually pushed towards the road that led to her, whose features weren't the kind to take your breathe away, yet they led you to be curious, to be interested. "She's probably waiting for her mother, or father," he assumed, as he purposely fixed his gaze onto another Ravosala that was passing by. The person manning the boat was silent, as the pair of lovers who sat before him sat distanced from one another, both wearing angry looks upon their faces. He chanced a glance from the man running the boat and they both exchanged amused smirks. He furrowed his brows at he man and mouthed, "why?", to which the man responded with a shrug. A chuckle escaped Auguste's lips as they left his line of sight. "Or perhaps, a master?" he thought, as he continued his train of thought. She was dressed rather plainly, she could just be a very young maid.
OOCParah, I can't use any skills right now because I may change them later on, especially Seduction. I'm sorry! So, I may not reply to the thread or respond to your flirting, if you do so. Thanks!
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