[ indeed, viago has memorized each individual worth knowing that has strolled in the doors, including the ones who are apt to cheat. he hears teia's footsteps before he hears her voice, and he doesn't move his eyes from the tourist exchanging coin for chips as he says: ]
Not every high-roller; only the ones worth --
[ but as he turns to meet her gaze and stop being rude, he's struck by... her. swathed in burgundy like royalty, glittering pearls tucked amongst the curls that cascade around her bare shoulders. the dress itself clings to her bodice, but the skirt touches the floor, and as viago lets his eyes trail downward (past her chest, because he's half convinced she's going to spill out of it), he can see the slightest peak of her thigh through a slit in the dress, where the glint of steel flashes that shows she brought a knife.
gods, he won't survive the evening. when was the last time he touched that much skin? months ago. since he last saw her, touched her, tasted her --
-- what was he saying? ]
-- Teia.
[ after a long moment. what was he saying? irrelevant. stupid. it was a stupid thought. whatever it was. ]
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Date: 2025-01-12 12:34 am (UTC)Not every high-roller; only the ones worth --
[ but as he turns to meet her gaze and stop being rude, he's struck by... her. swathed in burgundy like royalty, glittering pearls tucked amongst the curls that cascade around her bare shoulders. the dress itself clings to her bodice, but the skirt touches the floor, and as viago lets his eyes trail downward (past her chest, because he's half convinced she's going to spill out of it), he can see the slightest peak of her thigh through a slit in the dress, where the glint of steel flashes that shows she brought a knife.
gods, he won't survive the evening. when was the last time he touched that much skin? months ago. since he last saw her, touched her, tasted her --
-- what was he saying? ]
-- Teia.
[ after a long moment. what was he saying? irrelevant. stupid. it was a stupid thought. whatever it was. ]