"The Mayweed will unload in half an hour," the viera at the counter said. She glanced quickly to a mirror nearby and looked mortified at a smear of jelly on her cheek, which she wiped off flushing.
He noticed that many of the lady dock secetaries were staring at him and primping themselves up. Gukko sighed. Not again...
The Fighter took a seat at one of the benches located in the airy courtyard, watching the sails of the Mayweed draw closer, the large crimson banners nearly covering the horizon from his point of view.
Trying to ignore the admiring gazes upon him, his eyes fell upon a pile of newspaper...
Armor sale! Chainmail! Platemail! Even Diamond Armor! It's all gotta go!
The advertisement featured an extremely good-looking, leanly-muscled human man wearing nothing but a plated breastplate and and pair of short pants. His blue eyes and fine features caught Gukko's attention right away.
Nice, but I still think that Raven's better looking... Gukko imagined the Clan Raven leader in the advertisement. It was quite easy, mostly because Raven's hazel eyes and delicate features matched the ornate chainmail better than the model.Raven appeared in his mind's eye, his gracefully dimpled smile completmenting his dark brown hair perfectly. Gukko imagined further, taking his past memories of Raven's face and figure and decided to remove the chainmail.
He imagined Raven's bared chest, his muscle rippling under the peachy-pale skin...
Gukko hungrily imagined Raven out of that advertisement. He imagined himself, viewing Raven without the chainmail, gesturing to him to come-hither... He imagined himself around Raven...
All of a sudden, with a sickening lurch, the Fighter was thrown out of his reverie by a sudden realization-
He was fantazing about Raven?
But Gukko was drawn back into the tantilizing vision. He imagined stroking Raven's skin, he imagined the sweat beading around the Paladin's delicate shoulders. He imagined himself biting Raven's skin gently and then holding Raven closer-
"Sir, the Mayweed has docked!" the viera at the counter was leaning over him. He noticed that she had applied a new layer of lip coloring.
Gukko smiled and thank her and walked off as casually as he could, ignoring the disappointed slump of her shoulders.