Alara smiled at Surreal’s comment those lips further turning upwards at the wink she had received and inclined her head. “Very well, I am mistaken and…” She turned her eyes back to Odin this time. “Glad of it.” She inclined her head to him as well, this time, taking a drink of her ale just after her words had left her mouth.
The assassin let the tankard settle back to the counter and continued to watch Odin. He certainly was a hell of a piece of work, flirtatious to no end and she imagined perhaps one of the best womanizers she’d had the pleasure to contend with in a very long time. To this later, she didn’t’ mind at all, she was not in the market for a relationship of any kind and so, his flirtation would simply be fun and without strings attached, though should she choose, she imagined she could attached a nights worth of string to him, though, she wasn’t in mind for that either, just simple play would do for now.
“Well, we’ve got a lot of drinking to do before the sun sets, I would assume.” She then mentioned, to all of them and she raised her tankard to each and drank deeply from its cool contents happily.
Stacey just suddenly realized she had been staring at her drink, and a hand had been offered to her. She quickly looked up at the man who had introduced himself and smiled sweetly.
"I`m Stacey." She said, not remembering if she had already introduced herself to everyone. Her eyes flickered black for the sortest of moments, and she realized it to late to try to hide them, so she pretended it didn`t happen.
She shook the man`s hand firmly, then dropped it, returning her hand to her knee.
That was it, that was all Alara needed to know. She knew she had met this girl before and with that little flicker of eye change the assassin’s smile drew up further on her face. She was the girl she’d talked to last night, suddenly Alara had a thousand questions for the younger girl, but of course, wouldn’t call her out here in the open as she would expect the other not to do the same for her. The assassin could of course go get her answers from the stuffy heads at the guild, but she wasn’t particularly happy with them at the moment and had even decided to take a room at the hotel for the night last night, not trusting herself to do anything stupid.
“Well met, Stacey.” Alara lifted her tankard to the young girl and smiled at her lightly before returning her attention to Odin, allowing her eyes to flirtatiously undress him in a slow, seductive manner as she continued to sip on her drink.
Of course Alara knew a womanizer when she saw one, her years of hanging out in places like these had taught her well of that. It honestly didn’t matter though, they still made for a fun bit of flirting, especially when one was particularly bored or still wishing to blow off a bit of steam over something that had been nagging at them for a day or two.
Stacey looked towards Alara when she was spoken to. Her eyes automatically flickered back to the exact shade they had been a moment ago as she put two and two together. She remembered every word said last night, and she figured questions would be asked.
She nodded slowly, knowing that her cover wouldn`t be blown. Not yet at least. She took a small sip of her own drink as Alara looked away. She didn`t need to watch to know what she was doing, she had seen it many times before, not that it was an uncommon thing to see.
Odin nodded at Stacey with a pleasantly welcoming smile as she took his hand and introduced herself. “Yes.” He replied to Alara’s comment regarding the drinking they all had at hand. “Day time is far better spend with volumes of ale that need not be measured.” He stated with a smile as he raised his mug of ale to all three women, then raised it to his lips and poured all its contents down his throat. With the mug empty, Odin put it down on the counter and made puppy dog eyes at Surreal for more.
He had seen the young girls eyes flash black, but honestly didn’t care what that meant. He was a necromancer himself of course, and so was Surreal for that matter so obviously it wouldn’t matter to him if the girl was a magic user. Most magic’s weren’t objectionable to begin with, whereas his was most definitely so.
“I’m a really lucky guy you know.” Odin said, grinning casually as he glance around at the three women in the bar with him. “Guys always complain about sausage fests and here I am alone in here with you three pretty ladies.” He winked at Alara, and glanced between her and Stacey. Odin read people well enough, especially women, to know these two were being coy. He hadn’t the slightest clue what was passing between them, but it seemed everyone in the bar was keeping a secret.
While he waited for his next mug of ale, Odin picked up his sword from the counter, spun it around and sheathed it back on his leg.
Alara took another long draw from her tankard and then settled the container back on the counter once more and then leaned forward on her elbows. She was nursing her drink, it was still early and she planned on making a long day of just relaxing with a few drinks, not a slam fest where she’d start singing old sailor songs with those sailors who would inevitably arrive later. Of course those were always fun times, but it wasn’t every night an assassin could afford such behavior, and she would need her wits about her, with Odin around, this much she knew, he could be potential for too much of a good thing.
As far as herself and Stacey, it wasn’t as though she was hiding anything or trying to do so around the small gathering of the three, but at the same time, she figured enough knowing was already on the table.
“Indeed.” She replied to Odin and smiled at him. “It is usually as you say with the poor devils coming in from the boats, but here you are, a land lover with the women all around you, what luck you seem to have.” She continued with a half laugh. “I imagine we will not be here all night, and by the time those who arrive after a hard days work to fid what solace they can in their drink, will find more males than females to grace this establishment.” She shook her head in amused sadness for those to come and then sighed lightly. “To those who shall drink without women, or at least without women they’d have to pay for.” She raised her tankard to Odin and then the other two before taking a small sip from it and settling it back on the bar once more.