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She had reacted about as one would expect with the start and the stop didn't exactly surprise him either, he kind of braced for her sudden impact with his side, of course it wasn't anything extreme. He could tell that the current excursion was exactly what she needed as the entire time, there was no embarrassment, anger, anything. She was free, even if it was for just the moment.
When they finally found themselves on the rooftop, of course Kristen was there trying to be classy. Not a soul could see them (hopefully), yet there she was worried about anyone catching a glimpse of thigh. As someone who had seen and felt them, he wasn't exactly sure what the problem was, they were fine.
To maybe help her out, Drast looked about to see if he could find anything to sit on and his prayers would be answered one rooftop over. A clothesline with some sheets on it. He shot a look over his shoulder to Kristen "I'll be right back, Kris." He would then darted for the edge before hurling himself across the narrow expanse and onto the neighboring roof.
Landing kind of awkwardly, he would take a few seconds to level his footing out, before continuing onto the clothesline. One hand grazing along the various sheets, testing dryness, he would come to stop at the most vibrant sheet he could find. It was perfect for such an occasion. Reaching into his pouch he remove a gold coin and leave it on the pin where the sheet once was in payment. Draping the soft fabric over his shoulders, he would once more throw himself over narrow alley and land in a slide.
"Alrighty.. special delivery." He said to her with a grin. Drast gave the sheet two shakes before setting it nicely atop the roof and with one hand would reach for Kristens, to pull her down on the blanket beside him. "M'lady, your seat has been prepared." Once she was seated, he would try to help her smooth out the skirts, before he removed his pack and set it down on the other side of him.
Out below them was the rest of the festival, and despite it being lively, they could see it all without being surrounded by the noise. "How's this?"
Kristen Pirian
When they finally found themselves on the rooftop, of course Kristen was there trying to be classy. Not a soul could see them (hopefully), yet there she was worried about anyone catching a glimpse of thigh. As someone who had seen and felt them, he wasn't exactly sure what the problem was, they were fine.
To maybe help her out, Drast looked about to see if he could find anything to sit on and his prayers would be answered one rooftop over. A clothesline with some sheets on it. He shot a look over his shoulder to Kristen "I'll be right back, Kris." He would then darted for the edge before hurling himself across the narrow expanse and onto the neighboring roof.
Landing kind of awkwardly, he would take a few seconds to level his footing out, before continuing onto the clothesline. One hand grazing along the various sheets, testing dryness, he would come to stop at the most vibrant sheet he could find. It was perfect for such an occasion. Reaching into his pouch he remove a gold coin and leave it on the pin where the sheet once was in payment. Draping the soft fabric over his shoulders, he would once more throw himself over narrow alley and land in a slide.
"Alrighty.. special delivery." He said to her with a grin. Drast gave the sheet two shakes before setting it nicely atop the roof and with one hand would reach for Kristens, to pull her down on the blanket beside him. "M'lady, your seat has been prepared." Once she was seated, he would try to help her smooth out the skirts, before he removed his pack and set it down on the other side of him.
Out below them was the rest of the festival, and despite it being lively, they could see it all without being surrounded by the noise. "How's this?"
Kristen Pirian