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[right][code]The Waystone Inn
Interactions: Ransom [@Atrophy], Kel [@NoriWasHere], Grask [@Blizz]
Outfit: All natural leather, none of that fake shit[/code][/right][hr]
[color=B21A4D]”Rosa, some water please.”[/color] Cali waved to the bartender, pointing to Kel as she tried her best to shuffle her towards a chair. It was made a bit difficult when she suddenly found some drunken will to fight- Which she understood. It was cute how she was really trying to rip into him even though she was clearly too drunk to form a proper thought. Cali had a feeling her words would be a lot more vehement if she was sober enough to form proper sentences.

[color=D87093]“…please, make him go away before my stomach gets any more ideas.”[/color]

[color=B21A4D]”Anything for a pretty lady,”[/color] she murmured with a low laugh, arm around Kel dropping down and tightening to keep her upright as she sagged. At least shuffling her towards a bar stool, and away from the asshole of the night, wasn’t too difficult once she went limp. The only thing she had to work around was the other tiefling’s tail wrapped around her leg, which was a lot harder to coordinate than dealing with her own around her other leg.

She’d make him go away. If he’d taken her bait, she might’ve gotten rid of him entirely. But he hadn’t. Maybe it was for the best, because things were weighed in his favour if he understood what she’d meant. [i]He knew[/i]. That wasn’t the smile of someone looking forward to a good fuck in a dark back alley. No, it wasn’t as lecherous as it had been. Wicked like hers, [i]smug[/i]. She really hoped the temptation actually killed him.

The act was well and truly over. All the fake flirtatious layers were peeled back to reveal the venom underneath. The malicious smile didn’t drop, but it certainly didn’t reach the eyes she narrowed at Ransom. There he was, feigning concern, still trying to play the kindly priest. Gods, how stupid did he think they were? 

[color=B21A4D]”You’re seriously still trying with the bullshit? You really think we're dumb fucks, don't you? [i]Is she okay? Lathander’s light.[/i]”[/color] She mocked him, even attempting to put on his much smoother, noble accent. But it was impossible for her to sound much like a posh prick like him. It was a shocking change in attitude, though there was no change to the fire burning in her eyes. [color=B21A4D]”As if you didn’t just call her a slag and tell a guy to go jerk himself off? Which you seem to be an absolute [i]expert[/i] at, by the way. No way are you a priest– Unless Lathander has a sick sense of humour and enjoys watching you make an ass out of yourself. Like they both said, [i]embarassing.[/i]”[/color] 

Her gaze flickered over to Grask. 

[color=B21A4D]”I don’t need a man to protect me, and I ain’t gonna risk another taking advantage of her. Enjoy your meal- you ain’t gonna find anything fresher unless you shoot it yourself. I caught it all today,”[/color] Cali addressed him, tone going back to something more neutral rather than the venom she’d spoken to Ransom with. At least the dragonborn showed himself to not be complete scum. It was good to know there were some out there.

It meant her attention barely lingered, which was a [i]good[/i] thing for him. She only gave men her attention when she wanted to destroy them in some way. And oh, how she wanted to destroy Ransom.

[color=B21A4D]”There’s one thing you got right, Ransom the fake priest. [i]Men[/i]- They are disgusting.”[/color] she sneered disdainfully. The only thing that would make her disgust more palatable was if she’d spat on the ground with it. [color=B21A4D]”But having a tiny cock doesn’t make [i]you[/i] any less of one.”[/color]

She knew his type. Telling him to fuck off probably wouldn't get results. He'd think they were playing hard to get and push for more. He’d chosen to turn back to them after Cali had not so subtly [i]threatened to kill him[/i]. It would take more than a fuck off to get this bastard off their backs. It was better to tear him down until he ran away. Or maybe he'd turn to violence again, and get kicked out by Rosa for beating up someone much smaller than him- or more likely, for beating up the person who provided this place's fresh meat!

[color=B21A4D]”I only came onto you cause you were [i]preying on a ‘drunken slag’[/i]. Nothing distracts a [i]man[/i] from their victim like another sexy woman. Just remembering it makes me feel sick.”[/color] Her tail flicked from side to side, and she shifted Kel onto the stool she’d shuffled her to. It let her have both hands free, moving to stand in front of her. Just in case he got aggressive again. It was likely. 

A mocking laugh fell from her lips, a clawed finger pointing at Ransom. [color=B21A4D]”[i]Oh[/i], you didn’t think I actually wanted you, did you? Like being some blond haired, blue eyed pretty boy makes you irresistible. You're common as dirt. Every city I walk into, there’s one of you! A human piece of shit with a tiefling fetish, ‘cause you see us all as sexy succubus you can easily prey on. We’re devilspawn, so we’ll just fall into bed with you- and if we don’t want to, it’s not like anyone’s going to stop you! And [i]you[/i]– You’re hoping to act out your depraved fantasies on women you [i]know[/i] nobody’s gonna care about. '[i]Wicked[/i]' criminals who need '[i]saved[/i]'.”[/color]

She didn’t know if Kel had a bounty on her head like Cali did, but if she was a member of the Outcasts she was a criminal of some form. Ransom knew that. He knew Cali was wanted, clearly. He knew they were easy victims. After all, who cared what happened to murderers and thieves?

[color=B21A4D]”I take it back. You ain’t like every depraved man I’ve met. You’re even more repulsive.”[/color]