museboxingring | (no subject)

Booze probably helps you with that.

[She felt...terrible, actually. Way to go, Morgendorffer. You did it again, you charmer, you.

She felt a tug inside. She really needed to make an effort to fix this. In a different way, this time. This time she really needed to think more of his feelings than hers.]

I'm a bitch, but I like you. So let me help make it up to you, that hopefully doesn't involve me having to carry you through the desert.

[To a motel. Or whatever the equivalent of Outworld motels are. Or not run in Kotal Khan. How would she explain that?

Hello, Lost Pet Services...

Also, she liked him. Fuck you, don't repeat that.]

What do you mean, make it up to me?

[ This is clearly a foreign concept to Erron, as she continues laying on the ground, holding the flask in his hand and craning his head up to look at Daria. ]

[Daria simply shrugged. She really didn't know how to put it eloquently.]

I don't know. Make you feel better?

Sure.

[ A beat. ]

Lay it on me then.

[ He gestures with a wave of his hand. ]

[Oh. She should've known. Fine...fine, she was the one that asked. Not that it really asked too much out of her.

She was just worried this one would smell like booze.

She sat next to him on the ground.]

You cowboys have simple needs. I'll be an expert at this by the end of the day.

[No extortion on her part, though. She reached up with her neck and gave him another smooch. Looked like she was actually working to make this work out okay. Call the squad, Daria was making an effort. Her parents would be proud, and unholy pissed at the same time. Quinn though, if Quinn ever found out...she secretly hoped she could be a little jealous.]

[ Before Erron could open his mouth, there was another kiss from Daria. How unexpected. It definitely threw Erron off guard as he let a slow, smug and strangely contented grin spread across his face.

Oh he was so screwed because that actually felt nice and he felt giddy in the pit of his stomach. ]

Errr. Um, well. That's good. I like that.

[ he was already kicking himself mentally ]

[Did she...did she render the cowboy speechless? Oh, oh. Daria just got a rather giddy feeling in her gut too. Daria's expression hardly changed, but there was a hint of some devious satisfaction for throwing a few hundred year old mercenary.

Daria knew this was bad news, but maybe she truly didn't give a shit anymore.

She had a weird flutter in her stomach and she noticed the sun waning. She got her backback and looked at the clock on her phone.

Crap.

It was late. She had fun, or something. Something akin to fun.]

...Well, um, I had a good time. But I should...get going on back to old Lawndale. As much as I don't want to. But I think my folks might wonder why I'm home late. Actually ask me some questions too.

[She had a promise to keep, a promise to not throw any suspicion her way she was even here. As far as her family was concerned, she was never here. She knew no hardened cowboy, that she ended up kissing and liking it.]

Okay, I'll...

[ Erron's gonna get to his feet, a little wobbly but he gets there. ]

Take you to the portal. It ain't far.

[ this is his equivalent of taking a girl to her front porch okay. Erron reaches for his mask and slowly straps it back on him, a little fumbling as he may have drank a bit too much. Thank god he didn't need to shoot anything and that he's still got his Tarkatan blade with him. ]

You got your stuff?

[Hopefully, he didn't have to. To be frank, she didn't quite like leaving him like this.

Why did she give him back that flask again?

But she couldn't admit to not wanting to leave alone either. If she knew her way, and if she could trust Erron himself to get home okay...

She nodded in response to having all her stuff together but continued on.]

You're a mess, pardner. You don't have to walk me all the way back. Being with me today was an indirect promise to Emperor Mayan Enthusiast you'd get back in one piece.

[Even though she never met him, she indirectly promised. That was how she saw it.]

[ Erron laughs as he finally straps on his mask into place, grabbing his hat and placing it on his head. He grabs some sand from his pocket and throws it on the fire, putting it out almost immediately. ]

Hey, I'm a gentleman. I'm walking you back to the goddamn portal.

Can you make it back to the portal?

Speaking of indirect promises, I'm also indirectly responsible for you heading on back late and drunk. I can't handle the thought of you getting grounded.

[It was a...employer joke.]

I can.

[ Just adjusting his hat now and starts taking some strides in the direction of that glowing portal in the distance. ]

And the Emperor is my employer, not my guardian.

If you insist.

[So why on earth did she take that spear of hers that Erron so generously let her borrow and grip it tightly?

She hated going through that town, maybe that was it.

And now her escort was drunk and who knew what could happen? Probably nothing, and she was worried over nothing.

Hoping on that too, and Daria wasn't much into optimistic hoping. Man if she would ever come back, she had to get over that insecurity.

You know, if Erron even invited her back after today. Who the hell knew?]

[ Nothing would happen, because Erron would tackle any motherfucker that crossed him to the ground and shoot them until they're dead.

A cowboy is always a dead shot. Quite literally. He's gonna keep an eye out for Daria as they pass through, and everyone gives them a wide berth anyway. ]

You gonna have that "lasagna" stuff after eating here?

[...She would literally pay a million dollars to see that. Find a way to pay it somehow. Good lord.

She darted her eyes out of some slight caution around her. No one bothered them, not one.

Awesome. Maybe it was the Emperor relation perk.

Looked like Erron just needed to walk it off. What a real cowboy. good lord. And small talk was nice, it was really nice. It got her mind off of everything for the moment. Erron gave an effort, she should too.]

I couldn't eat that much.

[Shrug.]

So nah, I'll just tell my folks I'm not all that hungry. I got a short story to finish. Hoping the walk back can get me an idea.

[She looked at all of the vendors, at all of the various goods they were selling. Clothing, jewelry, the place did seem alive from activity. It was too much lively activity for Daria. But Jane might have fun with all of the colors and get creative herself.]

I've had enough excitement for today anyway, I'd be ready to crawl into a calm state when I got back.

[ He can't blame her, she participated in a hunt, ate wild taigore and kissed a cowboy. It was a pretty busy day. Erron's grinning under his mask, trying not to look too smug as they made it through the market without incident. After all, it was Erron Black and he was one of the Emperor's favourites. Nobody was going to mess with him, even if his guest was a little odd.

The portal undulated before them, a circle floating in midair that seemed incongruous with the rest of the landscape. But there it was, a straight line back to Daria's own world. ]

Here we are, one portal straight to Earthrealm.

Middle of No Where, Earthrealm. Home, sweet home.

[She moved to walk through the portal. Stopping just before going in. This day was weird, awkward, exciting, gloomy, and fun. All at once. It got sticky at times but well, she kissed him.

She liked it.

She didn't feel terrible about it anymore. How can something so conceivably wrong feel so right? Daria must be ill in the head.

It was all grey from here on out. The potential to kiss again, and the potential to get caught. Those were all there. Daria said she had to pay the consequences sooner or later. Daria was odd, but sensible and realistic.

Her stomach fluttered again though, and her itching came back. It was apparent now.

Daria Morgendorffer, a wise but cynical and sarcastic young woman, liked a cowboy.

...There were so many feelings she was going to have to place. But for now, she looked at Erron pretty squarely. She gave off one of her small, Mona Lisa-esque smiles.]

I actually had a good time. We should do this again.