Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-69.31.217.91-20141120035513/@comment-25686329-20141219174711

Plutarch heard Lila's voice and experienced the odd feeling he felt everytime they were in the same room. It was a mix of giddyness, like your crush walking into the room, but at the same time, a burning feeling of frustration, anger disliking.

Did he hate her or love her...? He wasn't sure.

Until he found out, he was prepared to carry on like nothing was different, flirt with her in a kind of way that that was callous and mean as much as it was endearing. He rolled his eyes indifferently, keeping up with his act.

"You could have the danged Good Samaritan pistol and it wouldn't do ya any better, Reid." He said, fist-bumping Char as he adjusted his hat.

There was a pause. "I figgered Adonis woulda been a little more gentlemanly. Ain't sportsmanlike, lettin' a girl show up for a man's job." He waited a few moments more.

"But wrasslin' with a girl that good lookin' ain't the worst thing in the world." Plutarch grinned, checking out Lila as he did. He hoped he'd spur some sort of reaction from her.