Vicious' Little Problem [OPEN / @Bochi @ohko]
"Casual, huh…"
Okarin's squeamishness did not escape the Liberi's gaze, and that got another quiet chuckle to herself. The little slime was rather forthright, and she appreciated it a lot. After all, the Liberi did not love beating around the bush or excessive masquerading, and being honest was something that she found attractive. It made conversation a lot easier.
...Should I do it?
Whilst considering Okarin's suggestion, Vicious ended up recalling a certain line from a certain Sniper. It had nothing to do with her problem, and probably wouldn't contribute too much to the conversation, but...being casual, was it? She could certainly try that.
Let's see. Speed is of the essence here---was what she said, correct? I haven't actually done this before, so here's hoping I don't mess it up.
"Then, another question if I may."
Quickly, Vicious released Okarin, then gently but firmly pushed her against the Tavern wall before stepping closer as well. The wood made a rather alarming 'don' sound as the Liberi slammed her upper arm into it, before using her free hand to lift Okarin's chin up slightly, lowering her own head to make eye contact. She leaned in, stopping just centimetres from the slime's head, and whispered.
"Haa...Do you have the guts to gaze upon Vicious' true face, my dear Okarin?"
. Where would one find the Guild Master?
