It was decided.
His favorite job was Spell Fencer. Though not the best defense, attack and speed was quite nice, as well as the remarkable and handy ability of setting black magic to their personal and favorite blades; making certain spells quite effective like sleep and silence.
But it wasn't so much as the job's use that pleased him, while handy, it was more whose job it was that he liked.
Edea looked very good as a Spell Fencer.
Smirking happily, Ringabel's eyes followed after his love as she smoothly walked along the ship, her hips swaying with each step, making her look more and more like some exotic dancer than sweet toothed obsessed soldier of Eternia. He loved every aspect of her, the bounce of her thick blonde hair, her lean and sturdy frame usually always hidden under the jobs she tries and always looks good in each and every job. But this was turning into his favorite one. And fortunately for him, Edea also greatly enjoyed Spell Fencer, being able to turn her master's blade into a sharp steel of fire and ice and many other black magic spells that she could use to hack and slash into her enjoyment, burning her prey or poisoning them.
And with using her sword, she was also showing a lot of skin. Spell Fencer left men with hiding their figure fairly well, while women had the fortune to reveal a lot of skin. Edea in particular showed off a lot, the job bringing out her sexiness. With tight bra with a gaping dip to show off the rift of her breasts but hiding them well, her stomach was left open. Tight underwear with see through pink fabric curving down her legs, perfect for the tease. And with the pink streamers on her wrists and the gold jewelry on her body, it made her look like a true goddess in Ringabel's eyes.
It helped a lot when she moved in battle, her body swaying naturally with the job, making her dance around her opponents as she cut them down and through, putting them to sleep, poisoning, burning, and so on. A leering smile grew on his face, his cheeks reddening as his thoughts drifted. Spell Fencer left no room to the imagination, he was seeing all that he could hope to see. Well, almost all. Now if only he could get around to removing-
"What are you looking at?" her stern, lovely voice demanded, making Ringabel's trailing eyes turn up to her raised eye brow; unsure whether she should be scowling down at him or amused by him. He merely smiled as he said honestly, "The lovely and teasing view before me."
Edea rolled her eyes, pushing the pirate back in his seat before plopping into his lap, smirking back at him as their bodies pressed, though Ringabel was limited to feeling through the thick golden jacket he wore, and they both knew it.
"You're an evil tease," he declared, torn between groaning in frustration or laughing in amusement. It seems he's been rubbing off on Edea, and at this moment, that's not a good thing. They were so close but there was his thick jacket separating them. Darn it! Betrayed by his own job!
Still he kept his cool smiling coyly as he offered, "Surely you'd rather just rip it off of me?"
She scoffed at him, teasingly pressing closer, her hair tickling his cheek as she mirrored his infamous smirk. "And miss this chance to have you squirm for once? I don't think so."
"Evil woman."