<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/s0ZicQZ.png?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Kallis (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=272443.msg13417113#msg13417113)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Tavern, Top corner table (C5)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Talan<br/><strong>HP:</strong>30 / 30<br/><strong>AC:</strong>CMD: 16, AC: 18, TAC:  14, FFAC: 14, CMB: +2<br/><strong>Passives:</strong>Fortitude Save: +4 - Reflex Save: +7 - Will: +2 - Initiative: +6<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Kallis's attention was more on her partner in crime than it was the other customers inside the tavern. So, there was no real way she'd have missed his silent message, the way his gaze flickered away from her briefly, the quick jerk of his head, the tension she could feel in him. They'd been together for ten years, had developed this method of 'speaking' that had little to do with spoken words, and more with gestures, looks, and body language. It was used so often between them, that she didn't really have to think about what he was trying to tell her. She just knew.<br/><br/>Her attention drifted away from Talan, took in the scene developing between Amelia and some rowdy Orcs. She watched in silence as they began harassing the woman, and continued to watch in a kind of lazy way, her head tilting slightly to the side for a few more seconds before her attention drifted to something more entertaining. Oh, it wasn't as if she wished harm on Amelia, she simply didn't care about the woman's current predicament. Who was she to her?<br/><br/>She wasn't distracted for long - there wasn't much of interest happening- before she returned it back to the one person in the room she found unfailingly entertaining. Kallis wanted to see that smile again, the one that had graced his lips seconds before she'd taken note of the more rowdy and lusty customers. That smile always did strange things to her, made her feel soft and warm, brought up thoughts of tracing that sexy little curve with fingers and lips.<br/><br/>Why were they even still down here?<br/><br/>Kallis gave him a look that asked that exact question. A slender brow arching upward, even as she turned her face into the solid warmth of his hand, her lips brushing against his palm. Gods...she loved him, there was something about the man she currently rested against that tugged at the heart and ignited a fire deep in her belly. Even after ten years in his company, she still marveled at the simple fact that he was hers. Love. Devotion. Loyalty. These things had never been natural, and when she had met Talan, she had been resistant to any kind of affection, preferring to see their partnership as beneficial until it wasn't.<br/><br/>But that day hadn't come.<br/><br/>The tip of her tongue wet her lips as she drew in a sharp breath, filling her lungs, and doing her damnedest, to not focus on the teasing way he pressed the tip of his card into her inner thigh, the way it traced, tormented... threatened to pull her thoughts from what he was whispering, both playful and teasing, his voice was a velvet caress against her senses. " Might be willing to consider a new game." There was a little more than 'might' if she was being truthful with herself. In reality, she wanted nothing more than to drag her lover out of this noisy common area, and up into their slightly less noisy room, where she could enjoy him far from undeserving eyes.<br/><br/>Target. Game. Kallis gave a disinterested once over the room, picking up a few potentials, but no one that really stood out enough to get her mind back on track. " We need better hunting grounds" she muttered, almost sounding miffed by the lack of candidates, or perhaps, and in total honesty, she was simply being both extremely picky, and extremely uninterested. Then he was touching her again, dragging out little involuntary reactions from her body, despite her attempts at maintaining a cool indifference. It really was a valiant effort on her part, to remain passive, aloof. As if the little stroke along her ear, or the way his thumb dragged across her lips, practically begging her to take that wandering digit into her mouth... didn't make her ache with need in all the right ways.<br/><br/>At this point, anything short of murder and possibly mayhem wasn't going to get any kind of real attention from the little-redheaded elf, as her mind had wandered down a much more interesting path, and she was eager to explore all the delightful ways she could pass the evening with her lover. Kallis slipped off his lap, removing herself -briefly- from him and his teasing long enough to stretch out her small frame and turn to face him. " I want to play." Her lips curved as she straddled his lap, wiggling a little more than was strictly necessary, and not giving any fucks that they were right there, smack in a crowded tavern. " Tell me more bout the ways we could be passing the time...if we weren't here."