"Mmm, well, can't fault the old girl's taste," she agreed with a laugh of her own for Ronin's good humor. It was always nice to find a man who could take her in stride, though needling the touchier ones was good fun, too. "I'm sure she'll be back before you know it."
Zef found a place for her board on the beach rack and than sauntered over to join the demigod, tapping one sharp nail on the shoulder of the middle-aged man beside him and flashing a smile both wicked and winsome as she made the best of her cleavage. "D'you mind, pet?" she purred, leaning down and forward and into the man's personal space without a qualm.
The man stammered and slid out of his seat, overcome with a sudden bout of sunburn that ran from his crown to well below the collar of his brightly-colored shirt. Zef waggled her fingers at him and blew a kiss before settling onto the stool and ordering a Kuali'i Island iced tea. "Are they? Pity. Hopefully they're here to stay." She flicked her wet hair back with a self-satisfied grin, idly tapping a nail on the bar's surface until her drink arrived. "But you said you lived in the Draig? Bold, hot stuff. Very bold. Rumor has it the snow never melts up in those peaks. How true is it?"
As her drink arrived she offered Ronin a clink of glasses before taking a long drink of her own to wash the salt away.
Zef found a place for her board on the beach rack and than sauntered over to join the demigod, tapping one sharp nail on the shoulder of the middle-aged man beside him and flashing a smile both wicked and winsome as she made the best of her cleavage. "D'you mind, pet?" she purred, leaning down and forward and into the man's personal space without a qualm.
The man stammered and slid out of his seat, overcome with a sudden bout of sunburn that ran from his crown to well below the collar of his brightly-colored shirt. Zef waggled her fingers at him and blew a kiss before settling onto the stool and ordering a Kuali'i Island iced tea. "Are they? Pity. Hopefully they're here to stay." She flicked her wet hair back with a self-satisfied grin, idly tapping a nail on the bar's surface until her drink arrived. "But you said you lived in the Draig? Bold, hot stuff. Very bold. Rumor has it the snow never melts up in those peaks. How true is it?"
As her drink arrived she offered Ronin a clink of glasses before taking a long drink of her own to wash the salt away.
