FFxivWrite24 Entry #22: Taken (You Pick)
FFxivWrite 2024
Prompt #19: Taken
Prompt #22: (you pick!)
“‘S’this seat taken?”
The words stole her attention away from her half-emptied glass of wine and she peered up at the man who had approached, her gaze roaming over him from head to toe, assessing her prospective company before she settled on an answer. She apparently decided she was pleased with what she saw, the corners of her lips slowly curling into a coy grin and an easy, “I suppose not,” slipping past them. One gloved hand lifted lazily to gesture to the empty barstool next to her, inviting him to join her.
The man seemed equally pleased by her response, judging by his wolfish grin, and he took the offered seat. He didn’t bother to flag down the bartender for a drink. Instead, his focus was fixed wholly upon the beautiful woman beside him.
“What’s a gorgeous lady like you doing here all alone? Ya ain’t got somebody at home?”
She shook her head, another sly smile playing on her face. “I have a husband at home, but it seems he has decided not to join me tonight.”
“Oh yeah? Sounds like a real fuckin’ asshole.”
A noise better described as a flirtatious giggle than a laugh escaped her, and she propped her chin upon her palm, gazing over at the charming stranger. “Well, I suppose it doesn’t matter. I’ve found far finer company tonight, haven’t I?” Her free hand crept toward him, daring to rest over his own.
At her touch, his eyebrows lifted into a look of surprise more feigned than genuine. “That how this is? Bored, lonely noblewoman lookin’ to lower herself for a good time with some commoner for a night?”
“It doesn’t have to be just one night,” she cooed, threading her fingers through his. “Why? Do you have any objections? I venture I wouldn’t be your first.”
“Nah, ya wouldn’t be. And not at all, gorgeous. Some other prick might leave you all alone, but I ain’t dumbass enough what not to ‘ppreciate a beautiful woman’s attention when I have it.”
“Good. It sounds like we’re on the same page.” She offered his hand a gentle squeeze, her opposite grabbing her glass of wine so she could down the last of its contents before setting it aside on the bar. “Should we get out of here and head somewhere quieter, then?”
“If that’s what you want,” he obliged, helping her down from her barstool with their still joined hands. “Ya sure your husband ain’t gonna be pissed? He gonna come beat my ass?”
“He can be rather possessive. I hear he’s quite formidable, too.” Only then did Faye dare to lean forward and steal a kiss from the man’s lips, the taste of wine still lingering fresh on her own. Her eyes met with his, a slitted pair of blue and gold. “But I’m sure he can make an exception, just this once.”
@its-the-val-pal
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"Are you taken" yes taken as a joke.
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“They put a gun in your hand and told you who they wanted you to be.”
Crow has a traumatic history. From Uldren Sov until his death, then resurrection into a world where he would be attacked on sight while having no memories of who he once was, nor the crimes he committed. May Crow one day find peace with his decisions and his journey across the portal. I look forward to seeing him again.
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