[ she stops mid-readying an elbow to introduce itself to his face at the words in her ear, which send a definite skeevy chill up her spine but she's trying to fight that right now. 'those guys.' as in not he guys. as in he may be one of the only things with a penis in this camp that isn't interested in putting it anywhere near her. or, at least, with the carefully cultivated intentions to curb that interest.
she eases a little bit at that, though tenseness flickers in her jaw. ]
Didn't sound like you were planning to take it, either. "Awesome?" [ there's a pitchy disbelief to her hushed tone. ] If you even think about--[ her tone is threatening, instinctive violence flashing in her eyes as she glances back at him. the rest of the threat makes itself and she just lets it die off, as she shifts--in his lap, oh god, her dignity--to get a better look at him, really size him up. definitely not viking-raised. ]
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she eases a little bit at that, though tenseness flickers in her jaw. ]
Didn't sound like you were planning to take it, either. "Awesome?" [ there's a pitchy disbelief to her hushed tone. ] If you even think about--[ her tone is threatening, instinctive violence flashing in her eyes as she glances back at him. the rest of the threat makes itself and she just lets it die off, as she shifts--in his lap, oh god, her dignity--to get a better look at him, really size him up. definitely not viking-raised. ]