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Post by Remis Baguazhang on Jun 16, 2012 23:49:19 GMT -5
With his mouth so close to the young woman's ear, Remis grinned to himself. It wasn't one of his fake smiles that he showed everyone- no, it was his own personal grin for when he knew he had accomplished a task. Already the girl was playing right into his hands. Though she may have been pretty, he sincerely doubted that she had any practical experience with handling men. It was, after all, a terrible idea to ask a man his intentions unless one had the intention of driving him away.
Then again, this girl may have been trying to do just that. The information broker didn't particularly care what she actually thought of him, but rather how he could twist her surely jumbled emotions into a memorable experience that would turn the young woman into a better person. She was already making logical fallacies and assumptions- getting her to make a few more in the name of "harmless conversation" would not be hard at all. Letting the chilling grin fall from his face, Remis moved back in front of the girl as he let his hand move down her shoulder and arm before finally resting on her hand.
"All I'm trying to accomplish is some decent conversation. However, I suppose it is right of you to assume I have more devilish thoughts in mind." He moved his hand from hers to the side of his neck, casually scratching it in a false sign of nervousness. He wanted to look like he was hiding something- like he was interested in the girl. "Maybe we could talk somewhere not so... Crowded. How many drinks would I have to buy you, hm?"
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