02-19-2016, 08:24 PM
Nick gets the benefit of Kiara's full interest, then. This slow-tick of dark eyes and the crawl of those red lips upward at one corner. "Well, Nicholas here, we should talk. You can come by my apartment and we can discuss having a little tête-à-tête with the locals." There's something almost lazily flirtatious to the Verbena's quip, to her overall tone.
A lack of predatory intent behind it, though there's a sense of the potential in the brunette to re-acquire it, should it have been thought necessary to bring him aboard. Still, she lets her glinting little gaze settle in there before her eyes return to Pen. She settles a hip into the counter. The momentary lightness seeping out in the wake of - everything.
The purpose.
The lingering marr of Alexander's kidnapping.
The brief glimpses there behind Kiara's mask of some private heartache, some unvoiced agitation she throws back against with her bright, disarming smiles and the flash of white teeth.
Andrés, then. This little draw up of the Verbena's shoulders. "You too, Doc. If it's all systems go for a daring rescue, we should probably talk."
A lack of predatory intent behind it, though there's a sense of the potential in the brunette to re-acquire it, should it have been thought necessary to bring him aboard. Still, she lets her glinting little gaze settle in there before her eyes return to Pen. She settles a hip into the counter. The momentary lightness seeping out in the wake of - everything.
The purpose.
The lingering marr of Alexander's kidnapping.
The brief glimpses there behind Kiara's mask of some private heartache, some unvoiced agitation she throws back against with her bright, disarming smiles and the flash of white teeth.
Andrés, then. This little draw up of the Verbena's shoulders. "You too, Doc. If it's all systems go for a daring rescue, we should probably talk."