Messes with Alistair Arundell.'s hair.

Chuckles, dodging Alistair Arundell.'s light attack and goes to mess with his blonde tresses once again.

[Alistair Arundell..] "Fixing your hair. It's a mess." Eliciting another chuckle, her cranium lulls to admire her handy work. "Looks much better. —

[Alistair Arundell..] — "Wouldn't you agree?"

Unluckily for @DubiousPawn, she could sense the assault coming and with a flick of her hand, she sends the rock shooting away.

Emanating a grunt, @DubiousPawn's weight instantaneously pulls them both to the ground in a pile of strewn limbs.

— towards Alistair Arundell.'s hair before resuming the position. "This would suggest otherwise."

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Stop acting like a child.

[@PlacidAbstruse / Alistair Arundell..] She didn't consent to being touched by a stranger.

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[@PlacidAbstruse / Alistair Arundell..] Just stares at the male with a quizzical expression.

[@PlacidAbstruse / Alistair Arundell..] At that, a thin brow arches. "Then what were you intending to do?"

'Sir.'

Sir. x.com/astrxphlle/sta…

Instantaneously, her appendages coil around @ASTRXPHlLE's lithe frame, osculates expanding gently. "Hello, Elijah."

"How are we?" Inquiring in a gentle tone, she lightly dusted her palm across @ASTRXPHlLE's short, stark tresses in attempt to smooth them.