02-03-2014, 11:09 PM
Hood sipped his drink as Spectra watched him, seemingly in no rush before flicking open the buttons of his suit jacket. A moment later and it was neatly draped over a high-backed chair, leaving him in dress shirt and pistol holster. Another sip of his drink and he set it aside, working at the cuffs of his sleeves. "You know kid, it's strange. Been what, three, four years? Doesn't look like you've aged a day."
Time certainly hadn't been mean to him, but the weight of the years seemed far more readily evident in his eyes. Maybe just a hint of grey at his temples, if caught in the right light. The beginning of wrinkles around his mouth and eyes; he was only in his mid-thirties, but the weight of his life seemed to have had their effect.
His eyes lingered for a long moment, enjoying the way her dress hung cling to her form, then seemed to shake it off and shrugged out of his holster next, carefully folding it and setting onto the bar. "So those suit-and-tie pansies still bothering you, eh? Saw one at that crappy club. That bag of hammers didn't even notice me. Being KIA has it's advantages."
His dress shirt was removed next, leaving a plain white and decidedly snug t-shirt. His arms revealed the tightly corded muscles she was familiar with, "Not getting you into any trouble, I hope."
Time certainly hadn't been mean to him, but the weight of the years seemed far more readily evident in his eyes. Maybe just a hint of grey at his temples, if caught in the right light. The beginning of wrinkles around his mouth and eyes; he was only in his mid-thirties, but the weight of his life seemed to have had their effect.
His eyes lingered for a long moment, enjoying the way her dress hung cling to her form, then seemed to shake it off and shrugged out of his holster next, carefully folding it and setting onto the bar. "So those suit-and-tie pansies still bothering you, eh? Saw one at that crappy club. That bag of hammers didn't even notice me. Being KIA has it's advantages."
His dress shirt was removed next, leaving a plain white and decidedly snug t-shirt. His arms revealed the tightly corded muscles she was familiar with, "Not getting you into any trouble, I hope."