Cam E. Leon
Lover of Carpets and Scotland.
Chrysos
13:00
13:00
Chrysos paused as he heard her final words. She had seen through him in a heartbeat. How? All of his weapons were perfectly hidden. This girl was skilled. "Aaaah......... You noticed them.... I personally thought they were quite well hidden." He took a breath trying to recompose himself. She didn't seem to care about the weapons. Relax Chrysos. Be a gentleman like always. "Personally I sometimes lose count of the amount of weapons I carry. On average I have at least 15 revolvers and alot of ammunition. The rest are knives and other blades. Though a few are explosives." He took another sip of his wine. Personally I am unskilled with magic. My true skill is with weaponry. " he explained to her as the waiter returned with food for Yanvara. That being a coke and a nice set of Fried fish and cooked vegetables.
"I believe I've introduced myself. But I have not yet heard your name. May I be inclined to learn it." Chrysos politely asked the girl. While waiting for her reply he closely inspected her again. This time to try and confirm his suspicions. He needed to know how she knew he had weapons. Years of experience? Super hearing? Or was it just a bluff. For now Chrysos was torn between his two main insticts. The insticts of an assassin, and the insticts of a horny teenager infront of a solid 8/10.....
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