Eying the board again, Dana sighed. "I should have bit you. At least then you might have missed one."
With a small laugh she tossed her own darts over Amir's shoulder, their grouping far from the center. She was less than concerned as she smiled up at him.
"I have very tired feet."
Tilting her head to one side, her smile curled into a grin "Actually I have very tired everything, and you are going to massage it all."
Dana pulled her bottom lip between her teeth, and bounced on her toes once. "Cliche I know, but it's what I want. What I deserve really, after being beaten so badly at darts."
She made her eyes wide, trying to look a little bit pathetic.
Early Morning Exploration (attn: Amir/open)
Dana hummed tunelessly to herself as she walked through the halls of Heolfor. Stopping occasionally to admire one of the many pieces of art. She had no specific destination in mind, just a need to be out of her four walls.
She come home from work just an hour before, and dawn was still a little while was away, not long enough to be outside, but enough that she wasn't interested in going to bed. She'd picked up her guitar to work on the song she was writing, but had not felt inspired in her room.
So with her guitar slung across her back, Dana was wandering the halls. She had no idea if Amir was home yet, or if he would be, so she was not heading to his rooms, though she'd very much like to. But how desperate would she look if he came home to find her waiting there for him?
Sighing she left the Monet she was admiring, and continued on her journey to no where.
Dana
15 years ago
Amir
15 years ago
Amir blinked at Dana. A massage? He asked for it didn't he.
"Tired feet and, apparently, a death wish."
He wasn't sure he knew how to massage. It involved rubbing, that he knew. How undignified. Surely she didn't intend for him to do so right here?
Then her words hit his ears and really sank in. "All of it, you say?"
Darts and board forgotten, he plucked Dana off the ground as if she weighed nothing and carried her from the game room. Didn't have to ask him twice. Might be a tough job to take, but he had promised. He had to keep his word and all that.
It didn't occur to him to go to her room; his suite was the natural destination. So that was where he headed, with his enjoyable burden, and if she ended up bruised more than massaged well... she'd asked for it.
((ooc: Both out))
"Tired feet and, apparently, a death wish."
He wasn't sure he knew how to massage. It involved rubbing, that he knew. How undignified. Surely she didn't intend for him to do so right here?
Then her words hit his ears and really sank in. "All of it, you say?"
Darts and board forgotten, he plucked Dana off the ground as if she weighed nothing and carried her from the game room. Didn't have to ask him twice. Might be a tough job to take, but he had promised. He had to keep his word and all that.
It didn't occur to him to go to her room; his suite was the natural destination. So that was where he headed, with his enjoyable burden, and if she ended up bruised more than massaged well... she'd asked for it.
((ooc: Both out))