<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d8/Darren.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d9/AchillesDisney.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong>Sheriff Darren Phaeton<br/><strong>Who:</strong>open. Mim<br/><strong>When:</strong>Day 1, morning<br/><strong>Where:</strong>the quad<br/><strong>Warning:</strong>more sass!<br/><hr/>Listening to his unexpected sidekick grumble about the glorious day made Darren laugh to himself. Some folk were just born contrary it seemed. And living with her batty old uncle had to be stifling for someone who was clearly too smart and restless for that sort of bookish lifestyle. Hmmm… There were worse pet projects he could allocate a few braincells to than finding something useful for this prickle to do.<br/><br/>"Do I look like I'm on duty, Trouble?" There was something sharp under his humor, but he swallowed it down since he was actually getting a kick out of her in this mood. "'Sides, I've got enough scratches for the moment."<br/><br/>Wandering over-- after whipping the Frisbee out for Achilles again-- Darren stood just a breath away from Mim's knees, arms crossed. It brought him teasingly close and prevented any real momentum should she get mulish enough to kick. Lord but she'd be fun to break, watch her scream and fight until she was exhausted and he was her only way out. Too bad locals were too noticeable. The predatory gleam faded from his gaze and the edges of his smirk with long practice. For a moment he didn't move, quite aware that he would be making most people slightly uncomfortable, before stepping to the side and bowing dramatically.<br/><br/>"Madame," he deferred with a grin and offered a hand. He knew she was angling for a reaction from him, could read the reluctant interest in her gemstone eyes, but he also wouldn't give her too much of an upper hand.<br/><br/>Neither of them would enjoy easy.