(question, is the bounty hunter working for the Empire or Rebellion?)
His target was close by, very close by. From the corner of Liv's eye he could see the hooded figure sat only two seats away from him. Instincts kicked in, and he asked the bartender to send a glass of neon to "The guy in the cloak."
Another opponent sat before him, ready and waiting for the drinking game to begin. This would make it 5 now, but what Liviro really wanted, was for Davin to become an opponent.
(Rebellion)
Davin took the glass, raising his eyebrows slightly. He asked the bartender who sent it, and his eyes landed on the purple skinned male, examining Liv with amber eyes. He moved closer, tipping his head a little. The cloak's hood had slipped back, showing his face, though not his horns. "There a reason you sent me a drink?" he asked slowly, trying not to slur. Sure, he was no amateur at this, but that didn't mean that his words couldn't slur after too many drinks. Which was a limit he already knew he was approaching.
While Liv's opponent tried to regain her breath after knocking back the second glass, he took the opportunity to respond to Davin. "I like the look of you, I send you a drink. That's how it is here." With those final words he went back to his game, sliding Davin a smirk that slightly flashed his canines. Risky move, but he wasn't there to obviously stand out. Blend in, become the crowd, have fun. Wasn't that what his father used to say?
Davin shrugged a little. "Or you come out and dance." he replied, turning to look at the dance floor again, and taking another sip from the drink. "Though the drink is good too." his mouth twitched in a faint smile. He reached under his hood to run his fingers through his hair. Sure, the canines had startled him a little bit, but hey, whatever.
The young woman fled the scene, vomiting could vaguely be heard in the distance. "That's a wrap folks." The bartender announced, a broad grin on his lips. "LV you are once again the champion. Money is in its usual spot."
The elf turned to Davin, rubbing his chin a little before smiling. "Was that an invitation to dance I hear?"
Davin shrugged his shoulders a little. "Good question. Was it?" he smirked a little bit, arching an eyebrow at Liv. His face was still lightly shadowed by the hood, but his features were visible, those amber eyes nearly glowing from under the hood. He cocked his head. "And in any case, have you got the moves to dance well?"
"Why don't you find out for yourself?" Liv's eyebrow raised as he ran a marked hand through his glowing white hair. He stood up from his stool and held a hand down towards Davin, realising now that he was much taller than the other being. In fact, much taller than most occupants of the building.
Davin grinned, finishing the rest of the drink and taking Liv's hand, standing. "Yes, I suppose I'll have to." he said in a rather flirtatious tone. He let his eyes travel over Liv's tall form, before settling on the other's face again. "Impress me." he said, leading Liv out into the pack of bodies, smirking. The lights flashed and sensual music floated through the air.
(Hey sorry, I've been swamped with college. I'm writing my response now)
(Yeah don't worry about it, dude. I just "bump" every few days because…idk why actually lmao. But if you ever need me to just stop, just tell me and I'll stop)
(uhm. i hate to do this again, but…bump)
Liv's form floated onto the dance floor with Davin in tow. The markings hidden beneath his clothes began to glow slightly as the lights and music filled his senses. The dark elf allowed the music to overtake his body causing it to sway rhythmically, almost seductively. His glasses picked up the heat from every living thing around him, but the warmest being was the man in front of him. The man who was on the run.
Davin was smiling just a little bit, and danced as well, keeping his eyes on Liv, watching the dark elf's movements. His amber golden eyes were bright, and he knew that he was succumbing to the drinks he had had. But maybe that was a good thing. He tilted his head just a little bit, careful not to let his hood fall and reveal those telltale horns.
At Davin's actions, Liv flashed a grin and a flirtatious glance in return. One arm snaked around Davin's shoulders, while his other hand trailed his torso. Perhaps he could get the other man to lean far enough back to expose the horns he knew were concealed by the hood. Anything, just to confirm that Davin was the person he was meant to be.
Davin's muscles tensed a little at the feeling of Liv's hand moving up his torso, and he blinked, looking at Liv with a startled light in his eyes. He hadn't been expecting that…not that he didn't like it, mind you. He certainly didn't mind. His tail, hidden away, flicked slightly, and his hood shifted. He hoped it wouldn't fall off.
The alcohol was making its way to Liv's brain a lot quicker than he thought it would, and when Liv got tipsy, he got a lot more flirtatious than usual. He was tempted to pull Davin in for a kiss, but he wasn't quite sure that was the best idea, especially when Davin was supposed to be a target. If Liv failed his mission, who knew what the Rebellion would do to him…
Though if Liv did pull Davin in for a kiss, the hood might come off, so…perhaps it would work to accomplish that? Davin, though, had no idea what was going through Liv's brain; of course he didn't. The Kaythani weren't mind-readers. Davin continued to dance with Liv, one hand brushing out to rest on the dark elf's hip.
Liv leaned down a little, his lips near where Davin's ear was covered, his hand moving from Davin's chest down to his waist. "How about we… Go somewhere more private?" he slipped Davin a glance from the side of his glasses, but not too much of a look that would have revealed his eyes completely. They must remain hidden at all costs.
Davin let out a small hum. "Of course." He murmured in reply. "Where would you like to go?" He raised an eyebrow. He was tempted to remove the hood, but…not with such a large crowd around them. Not when the only race with these horns were the Kaythani. He smiled a little, and then took Liv's hand, pulling him along and out of the room.
"I don't mind where we go." Liv's voice was soft, almost dreamy. His grip on Davin's hand tightened, as if he was scared that the latter would let go. "As long as we are alone, I don't care." All he needed to do was get the other to trust him. It shouldn't be that hard, right?
Davin laughed a little bit. "Mm. Well…" he thought for a moment. "I've got a place." he said slowly, studying Liv for a moment. He left the building, hand still in Liv's. "Come on." He wouldn't pressure the other male into anything that wasn't wanted. He already knew that. He just hoped Liv would do the same.
I'm being paid good money for this, I'm being paid good money for this… IT'S FINE!!!
Liv allowed his mind to succumb completely to the alcohol, knowing that he would still be able to keep a level head and stay of focus. Get the Kaythani to trust him, hint that there is a rebellion.. What was he doing again?
He followed after Davin, watching as the body temperature changed when they left the building. Everything would be fine, or at least that's what he told himself.
Davin led Liv along the streets quietly, the hood still obscuring his face from view. He unlocked and opened the door to a smallish apartment, turning on the lights and leading Liv inside. He would be moving on soon, but he still had this place for now. "Here we are." he said with a faint smile, turning to the other male and cocking his head just a little.
"It's cozy… I like it." Liv half grinned, flashing a sharp tooth. He glanced down at their joined hands, gently rubbing his thumb over Davin's knuckles. "Can I do something craaaazy?" Hesitantly, he brought up a hand to caress Davin's cheek.
