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She hopped off the counter, walking towards him in mostly a straight line, grinning as she poked his chest. "You could be polite by telling me your name, to start." Rowan mused, turning and walking back to where her glass was, grabbing it and pouring more wine, acting all casual as she leaned against the counter once more. "Mainly so I don't have to keep calling you 'Mystery Man'. Get's boring after a while," |
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Benjamin sharply exhaled, "My name is-" he paused for a moment, his job didn't allow him to reveal most of his identity. "My name is Jeremiah, most people call me Jere. Smth like that, what is yours?" He leaned against the counter, crossing his arms a bit. An amused expression on his face, he grabbed his glass of wine taking a long sip before setting it back down. Ben looked around his house, spotting out different areas that needed a touch up. He then looked back at her grinning as he patiently waited for a response. |
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-He hesitated, now using simple methods to hide nervousness, sipping drinks, keeping gaze away, avoiding eye contact, busying oneself with something else- Rowan slowly nodded at his words, knowing he was lying through his teeth very easily. "I'm Jane, usually go by Jay though." She noted, now skeptical of Jeremiah. The woman slipped her free hand down to her thigh, hand hovering above the handle of her knife she kept just incase. She acted as though she were scratching her leg, pulling her hand away and leaning it back onto the counter, swirling her wine around in the other glass. A smile crept across her face when he looked back up grinning, curious as to what he was smiling at. "What's making you smile so much, hm?" She asked, stepping closer once again. |
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Ben lifted an eyebrow, "Uh that's a good question" he thought for a moment before taking a sip of wine. "I don't know to be honest. But I'ma go actually take a shower" he set down his glasses, stumbling over jus before adding. "You're welcome to join" he went into his room for a moment, Ben yawned as he grabbed his own shampoo and conditioner. He set the items on his bed before grabbing his own towels from his drawer. Ben opened the door carrying his things into the bathroom. "I'll even leave the door unlocked" *he chuckled, finding himself so amusing. He closed the door behind him, undressing and getting into the shower. Ben looked up at the ceiling, his eyes heavy, he began washing his hair. |
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"Trust me, i'll be right there." She mused smoothly, waiting for him to shut the door to the bathroom, having to find somewhere to put all her weapons so he wouldn't see and raise suspicion. Rowan unhooked the ones around her thigh, chest, and the one in her hair, all stashing them outside in her saddle in a nanosecond, hurrying back inside before holding her breath until her heart slowed back to normal, slipping into the bathroom and into the shower as well. |
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Benjamin gave her a soft smile, "why hello there" he chuckled a little while looking into her eyes. "Looks like someone wanted to join eh?" He continued his grin before stretching a tad, he had a lower abdominal scar from a past stabbing that was quite the view. Even tho it healed the scar itself wasn't the prettiest, he used tattoos to cover most of his body scars which were a lot. |
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She just shook her head, grinning. "You were tempting, is all." Rowan mused, eyeing the abdominal scar, tracing it. "Where's that one from?" The woman asked, looking back up at him. |
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Benjamin looked down at his scar for a moment, "I was heading down a trail with Feather and he spooked at smth and I flew off and a rock pierced my stomach area" he zoned out for a moment but soon looking at her once again. "Its nothin really tbh" he laughed a little before shaking his head ever so slightly. |
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Rowan nodded, washing herself before rinsing off, turning back towards him. "Nothing. . . hm?" She questioned, trailing her nails down his side before pulling away, stepping out of the shower and drying off, grabbing her clothes and starting to pull them on. (pms) |
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Benjamin laid there, as Feather trotted up to him snorting onto his face, "That's disgusting, shoo" Ben swatted Feather away, the gelding pinned his ears storming away. In the distance Feather saw a man walking towards them, he whinnied before cantering back to Benjamin, Feather stomped his hooves into the ground as if he was trying to tell Ben someone was coming. Benjamin rolled his eyes, quite annoyed, "What's the matter w you just leave me here to die" Feather pinned his ears stomping more, Lance began to bark as the stranger grew closer |
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Afternoon Showers, Sleet Possible
