| Kiara Tormtor Summergold |
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| Well, as her newest object of affection moved to reclaim his sword from the ground of the sparring circle. Her delicate, bronze, bare foot fell down to keep it pinned beneath her slight weight. Her slender ankles each had thick gold anklets to match her thick gold bangles around her tiny wrists. She gave a sultry smirk as his gaze moved up her bronze leg, firm muscles lying beneath that tempting flesh, and that blue sarong did little to hide those beautifully formed legs, that royal blue only enhanced the copper tone of her skin. At the top, to hold the long blue fabric together, was a gold belt, the gold sewn into green silk to emphasize her most recent look. Long white pearls dangled from that belt onto the dark blue. Her deep chuckle caused the elf's gaze to wander beyond her tempting copper hips, just as dark as any other portion of her body. His gaze moved up, over her dark, slender stomach, and once more stopped when it reached that white tube top she had actually grown quite fond of. At another bout of her chuckles his dark gaze rose higher, wandering absently over the necklace adorning her neck, at the top there were three, thick gold bands, that emphasized that slender, swanlike neck, from there, it spanned across her collar bone into a web of gold strands outlining blue sea glass, something she loved dearly, then, that enchanting necklace moved into another gold band, not as thick as the ones at the top, but still obviously pricey in and of itself, from there, long, slender green beads connected it to another gold band, so close to that tempting chest that he'd earlier caught himself staring at. A simple blue jewel hung from the bottom, to fall neatly atop that, shelf, of hers. He finally found himself caught up in her eyes, they were a beautiful bright emerald, dark in many senses, but so bright it was hard to mistake them. A flicker of something caught his gaze and he glanced down to see a transparent shawl upon the ground. "Oops, I dropped it, could you, be so kind, as to get it for me?" Of course he got it for her, standing slowly with the flimsy material held for her, so one dainty copper hand could lift it. "You're, Arian's sister, right?" "Yes, Kiara, I was, wondering, handsome..." She had one of those breathless voices, especially now that she was emphasizing it. "If, we could, get a drink, together, of course.." "Of course, I'd be honored." "Lovely." |