<strong>Dalen Black, Human Trickster</strong>(http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=856633)<br/><br/>Noticing the look that Noemi gave him at the time, Dalen wondered briefly if she thought that he was that much of a horndog he couldn't focus on a task at hand if offered an opportunity to play. Now though, their chests had been lifted and their belongings brought to surface. That meant the task was done. Seeing Noemi move off to her chest, he cast an appreciating look on her bottom's shape, while paying some attention to their surroundings. It did seem like things had been changing swiftly, the drowess' decision to lift their gear from the ground, the swift retreat of their half-elf companion, and Lilith's display of skill to take away the man's covering without leaving a red velt to his skin with the same strike.<br/><br/>Yet the one thing most clear on his mind for now was the fact that Dalen was looking at Noemi's shapely rump and their task was done for them, after they had failed to work together as they should have. Shrugging his shoulders faintly he cast a look at the direction the drowess had left to, and thinking about heading after her to hear about what lay awaiting there. Still, in the meanwhile he opened his belongings and pulled out a small package from amidst the miscellanious gear he carried, small pouch of green herb. He took a tiny bit, and began to chew it quickly even with disgust on his face. It was supposed to be worked into a tea, for the sake of taste, but this would do if he was not able to produce some hot tea for himself for the time being.<br/><br/>That done, Dalen stepped over towards Noemi with a smile playing on his lips, reaching a hand out to seek to trail its fingertips lightly along her back.<strong>"I may be a bit of a bastard, but I do seek to avoid leaving a string of bastards behind me. I keep some night tea in my belongings, and though its hardly time to prepare tea, I figured I should at the very least chew down some of that herb before taking up any games, and focus on the job at hand. Yet it seems I may well have botched up something more important in doing so."</strong>This said, he looked at her figure and inhaled deeply.<br/><br/>Standing close to her as he whispered, Dalen spoke a few words in a gentle tone of voice.<strong>"Would the lady permit this trickster a chance to prove himself worth the time and effort still?"</strong>He hoped she wasn't about to ignore him from this point on, as usually he would have been quite eager to answer her attentions but the situation being what it was, he had tried to focus on other things. While he was unrepetant rake at times, he had needed to focus to task at hand before too. This time it may have cost him, not only the attentions of a charming woman with magical talents, but also the friendly atmosphere shared between allies.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Edited this post due to valid comment made earlier. I apologise to others for apparent touch on the side of god-modding, was unintensional and for the future record if I write something in the future where I may assume something too much, feel free to ignore it and write past it, giving me a word if you wish, but I'll try and avoid making it necessary. Here, I believed if Noemi interrupted him the rest of the post could be ignored that point on easily enough, but that's the sort of thing that I should mention separately anyway, and avoid making it even a concern in the first place. <br/><br/>Anyway, shortening, editing, and hopefully producing smoething that can be replied to normally. Also, if she wants to stop him in the midst of things, feel free. I tried to keep some structure the same to not invalidate Lilith's observation, though figure it <em>might</em> be she'll hear a slap and see one from that point on quiet Trickster simply move to help out with the tent and hold his tongue for the time being.</div></div>