Scattered Moments
Disclaimer: I don't own FFXI. However, I do own my character Ramora. Any other characters belong to their respective owners.
Don't Interrupt
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Ramora blinked as a young elvaan Thief ran into her path. She stared as he bent over to catch his breath, barely gasping out a, "Hey!"
"...Hello." She returned, bemused. Rhyno stopped short a few paces ahead of her and back-peddled when he noticed she wasn't behind him.
"Rammy?" He questioned as he stepped up next to her. She shook her head in response, answering his unasked question. 'What's going on?'
The Elvaan Thief straightened, clearly well again as he grinned at her. "Hey there, Monk Lady!"
Ramora's eyes widened. "Ah." She mused aloud.
"Ah?" Rhyno echoed.
Ramora hit her palm with a fist and pointed at the Thief standing in front of her. "You're that Thief from before."
"Before?" Rhyno was confused.
The Elvaan male grinned even wider, stepping up into Ramora's personal space where Rhyno knew he shouldn't be. "Thanks for that. Didn't see that skeleton behind me, he woulda knocked me right out if it weren't for you, Monk Lady." He took her hand, ignored Rhyno's strangled growl, turned it over and kissed the inside of her wrist.
Ramora pulled her hand back, frowning. She didn't like strangers touching her so familiarly. "No problem," She said shortly. "Be more careful."
She stepped around him, not even sparing him a glance as she strode away.
The Thief stared after her, his ears lowering with his kicked puppy expression. He'd never been rejected like that before.
Rhyno smirked, pleased at how his woman handled the situation, but deciding that something needed to be added...
He put on a sympathetic face, slinging his arm around the other Thief's shoulders. "Don't worry about it, Newbie," He drawled. His voice practically oozed 'Yeah, I'm better than you.'
The younger elvaan looked up at him, his expression heartbreakingly hopeful. Rhyno gave an inward evil grin. Ah, how he loved crushing their hopes and dreams.
"I would say something like 'She's like that with everyone' but that would be a lie. She just straight doesn't like you. Don't have your heart set on her, yeah?
She'll just slap it out of your hand, step on it and grind it into a bloody mess with her steel-toed boots."
As expected the younger male looked crushed. Rhyno patted his head, musing maybe Ramora didn't like men shorter than her but dismissed it.
She did have that crush on that one hume guy. Rhyno's eyes narrowed. If he ever got his hands on that guy...
Rhyno smiled, dismissing the thought. Ramora was his now, and that was the way it would stay.
The younger elvaan stared as several frightening expressions crossed the face of the experienced Thief in front of him. Now would probably be a good time to leave.
"Um... Thanks, but uh... I gotta go now." He turned and started scurrying, only pausing when Rhyno called out to him.
"Hey, Newbie!" Rhyno called. "You dropped this." He held up the Thief's gobbie bag, clearly impatient. Rammy had gone on ahead, who knows what she was getting into without him?
That girl was an aggroe magnet.
The Thief looked confused. He didn't remember dropping that. "Oh," he mumbled. "Thanks." He turned and scurried away.
Rhyno gave an evil grin. Kekekeke...
Smack!
"OW!" Rhyno turned, rubbing his sore head, to see Ramora melting him with her eyes. "What?" He played innocent.
"You know what." She crossed her arms and tapped her foot. "Hand it over." She stretched out her arm, palm up.
"Hand what over?" Rhyno backed up, getting ready to flee.
He only got a few steps away before Ramora tackled him.
They somehow managed to flip around in mid-air...
Rhyno landed flat on his back, Ramora straddling his hips and pinning his hands above his head as she searched through his clothes with her other hand.
Rhyno giggled. "That tickles!" He said as she skimmed across his bare stomach. Ramora blushed, keeping her eyes away from his bellybutton so she wouldn't be tempted.
Rhyno saw his chance while she was distracted and took it. He used his body weight to rock up into a sitting position, slinging an arm around Ramora's waist and curling the other underneath her leg as she settled against him.
Ramora continued searching through his clothes as Rhyno stared at her face, clearly amused.
Crck!
Ramora's head rose a fraction, her ears twitching. She slid her eyes to the left and scanned the area...
Rhyno didn't seem to notice they had a visitor. Weren't thieves supposed to be hyper aware of their surroundings?
Ramora's grip tightened on Rhyno's collar as she stared out through the trees...
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Amarioko: These stories were made to go along with pictures I drew. I'll post links to them in my profile if anyone would like to take a look.