[She's very quick, and entirely observant. And those eyes have her attention, just for a moment. It's worth noting the reaction, but what it means is a lot harder to figure out. Perhaps impossible for now. But she doesn't act like she's trying to figure him out, instead leaning forward, so cute and tiny, raising up on her toes for a moment as if she's just trying to see him from so far down.
She loves being so damn pretty. She can get away with cute gestures like this, and no one thinks otherwise of it. So many underestimate her, because of how soft and small she is. Men are especially weak against that sweet face and feminine smile. And she uses this to her best advantage.
The sea is harder for a woman, so she needs to use every damn trick in the book to get ahead. And she does, with skill.
And her impressions of Rosinante are changing more because of his lack of reaction at her looks. Hell, the bananawani got more of a reaction than her appearance seemed to. And she likes that. He's calm and polite, which is a massive plus in her mind, while the men nearby are struggling and visibly leering.
Disgusting, stupid pigs. Vulgar things with no control. And she wrecks men like them, leaving them in tears or worse. But men like him survive. He might just be what she's looking for. A smart enough, level headed man that holds a certain level of intimidation from sheer size alone. And if his skill against the Marines are the real deal? She might keep him around a little longer.]
I'll take you up on it. I have no quarrel with the Marines at all. But I'm not used to traveling alone. [She offers her baggage to him, so many shopping bags. If he's going to get paid, she might as well get him working now. If he runs off with them, it's his funeral. If not, she'll pay him more than what he deserves for his services.] You look rough. You need to eat? [She's not above paying for a meal, in the least. She takes good care of her underlings, financially at least.]
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Date: 2019-02-13 07:11 am (UTC)She loves being so damn pretty. She can get away with cute gestures like this, and no one thinks otherwise of it. So many underestimate her, because of how soft and small she is. Men are especially weak against that sweet face and feminine smile. And she uses this to her best advantage.
The sea is harder for a woman, so she needs to use every damn trick in the book to get ahead. And she does, with skill.
And her impressions of Rosinante are changing more because of his lack of reaction at her looks. Hell, the bananawani got more of a reaction than her appearance seemed to. And she likes that. He's calm and polite, which is a massive plus in her mind, while the men nearby are struggling and visibly leering.
Disgusting, stupid pigs. Vulgar things with no control. And she wrecks men like them, leaving them in tears or worse. But men like him survive. He might just be what she's looking for. A smart enough, level headed man that holds a certain level of intimidation from sheer size alone. And if his skill against the Marines are the real deal? She might keep him around a little longer.]
I'll take you up on it. I have no quarrel with the Marines at all. But I'm not used to traveling alone. [She offers her baggage to him, so many shopping bags. If he's going to get paid, she might as well get him working now. If he runs off with them, it's his funeral. If not, she'll pay him more than what he deserves for his services.] You look rough. You need to eat? [She's not above paying for a meal, in the least. She takes good care of her underlings, financially at least.]