<img style="max-width:35%;float:left;margin:0 18px;" src="http://i1248.photobucket.com/albums/hh490/Kim_Irvine/oberon2.jpg" style="avatar]<span> </span> “Such ungentlemanly behaviour, treating a lady so roughly,” Oberon said in mild protest at being shoved towards the nearest stool. Still she managed a certain level of grace and settled onto the seat, taking up the reluctant ‘offer’. If you wanted to call it that. Absently smoothing out the pale pink skirt though the emerald gaze lingered on the ill-tempered individual to her right.
<span> </span> It seemed that he was indeed still quite furious. She didn’t think she’d ruffled Titania’s feathers quite so badly since…well since that one time he’d made her fall in love with an ass for a day or two.
<span> </span> Of course Titania's ire was due to the fact Oberon had yet to undo the spell that caused their current change of gender in the first place. So that likely had something to do with the lack of forgiveness and surly behaviour, but being a man couldn’t really be so bad that it created a perpetual scowl.
<span> </span> “Such cruel words. Are you trying to infer that you didn’t miss me even the tiniest bit after all this time?” Obbie swung her legs lightly back and forth almost like a child, seemingly unaffected despite her verbal claims otherwise. A sharp glint in those emerald eyes as she looked beneath lowered lashes and purred, “I think not. Friends no, but I remember a time when we were much, much more than just friends, my dearest Titania.”
<span> </span> She laughed softly, the sound like musical chimes as she pulled out a small deep black velvet bag from between her breasts, the object was small and most would assume that it held money though Oberon had a few tricks up her non-existent sleeves. "Next thing you'll tell me you don't want my money, but I did come prepared for that inhospitality."
<span> </span> Without waiting for a response she opened the small draw string bag and reached into it, seemingly feeling around for something with two fingers. Next thing anyone would see would be Oberon pulling a large bottle of honey wine from within the small bag, despite the fact it didn't look like it would fit at all. But then that was the joy of toying with space, it was so easy to transport things like this. Placing the wine on the bar in front of her before reaching back inside to feel around for a few moments before pulling out a gold and blue long-stemmed glass, with bubbles perpetually shifting through the glass.
<span> </span> It seemed that he was indeed still quite furious. She didn’t think she’d ruffled Titania’s feathers quite so badly since…well since that one time he’d made her fall in love with an ass for a day or two.
<span> </span> Of course Titania's ire was due to the fact Oberon had yet to undo the spell that caused their current change of gender in the first place. So that likely had something to do with the lack of forgiveness and surly behaviour, but being a man couldn’t really be so bad that it created a perpetual scowl.
<span> </span> “Such cruel words. Are you trying to infer that you didn’t miss me even the tiniest bit after all this time?” Obbie swung her legs lightly back and forth almost like a child, seemingly unaffected despite her verbal claims otherwise. A sharp glint in those emerald eyes as she looked beneath lowered lashes and purred, “I think not. Friends no, but I remember a time when we were much, much more than just friends, my dearest Titania.”
<span> </span> She laughed softly, the sound like musical chimes as she pulled out a small deep black velvet bag from between her breasts, the object was small and most would assume that it held money though Oberon had a few tricks up her non-existent sleeves. "Next thing you'll tell me you don't want my money, but I did come prepared for that inhospitality."
<span> </span> Without waiting for a response she opened the small draw string bag and reached into it, seemingly feeling around for something with two fingers. Next thing anyone would see would be Oberon pulling a large bottle of honey wine from within the small bag, despite the fact it didn't look like it would fit at all. But then that was the joy of toying with space, it was so easy to transport things like this. Placing the wine on the bar in front of her before reaching back inside to feel around for a few moments before pulling out a gold and blue long-stemmed glass, with bubbles perpetually shifting through the glass.
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