Gourry Walked into a Bar, But Lina ducked, 2

Valun walked into a fancy tavern and saw a gorgeous blonde seated at the ebony bar, a glass of deep red wine held delicately in one hand and a cigarette in a long holder in the other. The bangles on her arm jingled softly as she raised her cigarette holder languidly to her lips. She crossed her legs at the knee, exposing slender, but muscular, tanned limbs, which extended from her short, slinky, white gown. Her strappy, golden sandals with spiked heels glinted in the bar's spot lights. By the foot of her stool was what appeared to be a dog with fur so dark it seemed purple in the bar's lighting.

Valun's heart skipped a beat. The woman was tall and well built. She obviously worked out. May she would cure him of his heartbreak over losing Lala/Gourry. Despite his rugged good looks, self-proclaimed bravery, and "heroic deeds," he hadn't had much luck in the romance department, but who was counting? As the woman sipped the last of her wine, Valun thought, "Ah, here's my chance to make an impression."

"Hi, there. I am the Great Valun. I've just come from slaying several minions of the Dark Lord Gaav. You are truly beautiful. May I buy you a drink?"

"Perhaps," the woman answered as she blew a lazy smoke ring in his face.

Not at all fazed, Valun approached closer, but the animal at her feet growled softly. "Does your dog bite?"

"No," she succinctly replied with a half-lidded, sexy look upon her face.

"Bartender, another of the same for the lady and a pint of ale for me, please!" He then tried to take one of the blonde's hands to avow his love to her.

The dog sprang up and took a huge bite of his thigh.

"Ah! Ah! Oh Ceiphied! That hurts! I thought you said your dog doesn't bite!" Valun howled while rolling in pain on the floor and clutching his thigh.

"That's not my dog," she said with a smirk, "That's my priest."

Transforming into human shape, Xelloss chuckled, "I'm not called a Beast Master for nothing despite I'm less her!"