[ Freezing? Good, that’s where I want you. ]
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Roleplay & Parody account.
— Cold Knight. ❄️
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that wasn’t much of an accident.
“ The fanciest wine I had to bring, someone like you deserves the best. “
He had his gaze linger over the other for as much as possible — until time tickled and he decided to finally pour the wine into the two glasses, handling her one.
“ To us, tonight. ~ “
strict. “
He chuckled, a playful tune that matched the amused grin printed on his face — and could distract from the overly fixated eye that roamed around the other’s figure.
“ Newcomer? A pretty face like yours would stick in my thoughts. Hah— Alexander, Knight of this city. “
In his act
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the Man didn’t forgot to properly show manners. His hand searching for her fingers as his entire body shifted lower, all to give a kiss at her hand; if she would’ve allowed him.
“ Halt. “
Alexander often failed to properly show manners towards the newer faces circling around the city — but the place was small and he could (more or less) remember everyone’s face. It was easy to, and that’s what he told to himself as his gaze fell on Nagisa.
“ I’m joking, we’re not so
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Fear I might turn into stone.
“ Flattering, keep it coming. “
Not wasting the opportunity Alexander stepped forth — perhaps a little *too* close to the Witch as He crossed the door, almost brushing his face against hers while their bodies exchanged a brief contact.
And given the chuckle that still painted his expression,
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“ Nothin’ special. Figured it would be nice to share a glass, just the two of us together. “
The Man chuckled at his own words, lightly biting his lip — he sure couldn’t tell straight out what was running down his thoughts, but the way his gaze roamed all over her assets at the mention of a +
that very gaze that had been roaming all over her figure for minutes— hours.
“ Suspicious activity calls for a Knight’s patrol. But, you could say I am also taking a small advantage of this, to personally check someone that struck my eye. “
He had to look at those back legs, so unique.
“ Not even a word? Sharp. “
Alexander replied — usually certain sentences are adorned with a chuckle and whatnot, but that time the Man kept a more stern look. As if He wanted to make an impression.
Stepping towards Contessa without a brake in his thoughts, not even making an effort to hide +
‘reason’ might have already given it all out.
“ Even brought the glasses. Care to let me in, pretty girl? “
