04-14-2012, 07:56 AM
It was a strange concept to Kit, working so hard when something more fun was being offered. At least to Kit, the idea of flirting with one another was more pleasant then sifting through junk on the off chance you might find something worth keeping. So much easier, was the game of letting someone else do the work for you, and then taking the treasure through deceit or quick hands. A lesson that the pretty female in front of him had not yet learned as best he could tell, but he kept the look of a friendly male just looking for an exchange of words.
"Alma, an attractive name for an attractive lady." Kit teased lightly, while managing to close the gap a little more, and intending to not stop until he was close enough that he could reach out to touch the female if he felt the want to do so. "That sounds terrible, and I'm sure you'll find something useful around here somewhere, but its not like the pile of rubble will suddenly vanish if you take a little time to kick back and relax. Somehow I doubt an hour or two will make much difference in your quest.".
Kit sort of understood the desire to protect something that you felt attached to, the thought popped into his mind occasionally with Fleta, but he also didn't like the idea of focusing forever on one goal. There had to be time for fun and adventure, or what was the point in anything. At least that was what the male was convincing himself of, and by extension, trying to convince Alma of as well.
"Alma, an attractive name for an attractive lady." Kit teased lightly, while managing to close the gap a little more, and intending to not stop until he was close enough that he could reach out to touch the female if he felt the want to do so. "That sounds terrible, and I'm sure you'll find something useful around here somewhere, but its not like the pile of rubble will suddenly vanish if you take a little time to kick back and relax. Somehow I doubt an hour or two will make much difference in your quest.".
Kit sort of understood the desire to protect something that you felt attached to, the thought popped into his mind occasionally with Fleta, but he also didn't like the idea of focusing forever on one goal. There had to be time for fun and adventure, or what was the point in anything. At least that was what the male was convincing himself of, and by extension, trying to convince Alma of as well.