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Started December 13, 2018 by Deleted user

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Graci set a chin on her other hand, laughing softly. “Mmmm I think we will have one more night together.” She gently took his chin in her hand with a wrist roll. “I want to have fun tonight. You intrigue me.”

Jericho couldn't miss the fact that her grip was a little, make that a lot stronger than what should have been for their people. Again, he wondered idly who exactly sat before him. "As you do for me, my lady." He said softly.

Graci’s eyes gleamed in the half-light of the bar. She seemed to be very happy about something.
“Then what is stopping you? Give me a night, or perhaps your life at my side.”

Jericho's smile faltered. "My life at your side." He repeated to her, raising a brow. "Seems a little…overly committed for having just met." He tried to tug his face away from her, but found that her grip was certainly stronger than he had originally thought. He debated if refusing her was a smart idea. If she was indeed the goddess then he might be without a head very soon. He had strict rules that he stuck to though, morals. Not even a goddess could sway him from that. Could she?

Alison hummed in thought, looking out the window. “I think we need beef and chicken… And pasta. It might be good to get some milk, too. As well as some vegetables.”

(Hecc Autumn sorry. I’ll post my response in a separate thing.)

Graci let his face go the moment he doubted her dedication. She set her large hands over the empty glass, waving a finger and refilling it with blood-red wine.
“Would you rather just one night?” She asked sharply, her eyes narrowing slightly.

Graci let his face go the moment he doubted her dedication. She set her large hands over the empty glass, waving a finger and refilling it with blood-red wine.
“Would you rather just one night?” She asked sharply, her eyes narrowing slightly.

Jericho quirked a brow. "These are my only options? Life or a single night?" He was more curious than upset. Wondering why there was such an odd specification.

Graci picked up the cup and sipped the wine inside delicately. “It’s the options I gave you. For a fine reason.” She hated heartbreak. She’s seen it in so many poor souls down in Eryw (this Universe’s Hell), it was quite disappointing.

Jericho stared at her. Opened his mouth to say something, and closed it again. He continued staring, unsure of what to say. Finally on a whim, "I wouldn't hurt you…"

Graci’s eyes flashed and she set her cup down surprisingly gentle on the table.
“I have heard people say that. But they have lied.”

"Lying is for the weak immoral man. I am neither." Jericho murmured, smile vanished from his face. He was as serious as he could be, something telling him not to let her go.

“It’s either that or you are lying right now.” She leered at him. “But I can see the genuinity in your eyes.”

Alison hummed in thought, looking out the window. “I think we need beef and chicken… And pasta. It might be good to get some milk, too. As well as some vegetables.”

(…Emi…)

(It's fine, don't worry about it.
Sure, a skip sounds fine.
I, uh… have no idea… Um… Maybe we could do their little movie night?)