#chiyo vc: flirting?? with me?? nah that's suspicious i'm not lowering this frying pan

[tvrningout-a]

dashing gentleman, huh? his voice sounded much too sweet, honeyed; chiyo had to wonder how easily this astarion managed to get his way most days between his pretty face and that charming tone. were she not on edge, even she might be lulled into relaxing ( who was she kidding? she didn't trust easily even before this mess ). as it was, the artist had to repress the urge to squirm beneath astarion's gaze.

" chiyoko, but i prefer chiyo, " she replied, not quite ready to lower the frying pan. there was a beat before mál raised a hand in greeting. " 'm jon, in case you were wondering. " again, chiyo felt his amusement when astarion did not look away from her. mál found it funny how she held astarion's attention -- or rather how it made her feel. she shot the god a look before turning back to the elf.

" well, now that introductions are out of the way, uh... what're you doing here? we don't need to worry about getting stabbed when we turn to leave, do we? "

Was it so bad to find somebody using a whole satchel and frying pan to knock people unconscious hot as hell? Perhaps. Certainly not terribly normal, but then again he had never been the normal type to begin with. To say that he was even more delighted that her attentions turned to him instead of whoever it was that stood with her, was quite the understatement. He loved it.

"Who I am? Well, I'd be delighted-" a flourish of his hand and his body bending at the hips, Astarion bowed before her, hand held to his chest as he did so. "I am Astarion - dashing gentleman at your service.." he chuckled at his own antics, mostly to himself, as he stood.

"Do I get the extreme pleasure of knowing your name, darling?" not once did Astarion turn his gaze to the other. Instead, his gaze remained firmly fixated on the girl, his eyes dark and nearly brown in the night time.

As he stood there, the wind tussled white hair, some getting in his face... though he made no move to brush it aside.