[And that's what he was hoping for. He lets his hand slide off her back when she heads off, takes the time to stare at her ass. He noticed the pause, so apparently she wasn't completely immune to the hard alcohol this place was slinging.
He trails after her, and grabs the other set of darts, twisting one between his fingers. Flashy. Some of the feathers were a little bent and he's pretty sure the balance is skewed, but the gentle twisting between his thumb and forefinger give him idea of how.
He grinned at her cock-sure attitude and gestured for her to go on. Not like she was waiting, anyway. And there she goes.]
Lucky shot!
[He slid into position in front of the board- a strange looking contraption, different rings and wedges than he was used to, and took a careful draw back before letting it fly. When it stuck firmly in the outer-bullseye he tried not to wince too-dramatically. He didn't want to give himself away.]
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He trails after her, and grabs the other set of darts, twisting one between his fingers. Flashy. Some of the feathers were a little bent and he's pretty sure the balance is skewed, but the gentle twisting between his thumb and forefinger give him idea of how.
He grinned at her cock-sure attitude and gestured for her to go on. Not like she was waiting, anyway. And there she goes.]
Lucky shot!
[He slid into position in front of the board- a strange looking contraption, different rings and wedges than he was used to, and took a careful draw back before letting it fly. When it stuck firmly in the outer-bullseye he tried not to wince too-dramatically. He didn't want to give himself away.]
Damn!