[ The moment Charlie leaves, Peter casually makes his way to the Certain Someone who's been eying his-- boyfriend? Something? Whatever?
At any rate, he strikes up low, quiet conversation, all pleasant smiles and nods, then makes casual mention of breaking fingers, then ribs, then spines, all while sipping delicately at his drink. He nods when the man looks pale enough and returns to his original stakeout point.
The crowd that Charlie gathers surprises Peter, to say the least, and he's a mix of impressed and-- wow, how many people is he going to have to threaten with physical violence? Dammit, Charwin, there are only so many hours in the day. Granted, there are a few women who seem more than interested in him, and he wonders if maybe-- threesome--?
No, okay, they're working. Maybe some other time.
When they leave into the kitchens, Peter starts feeling a little antsy, if only because he loses sight of him and who knows what the hell could happen in that time? But he's making his way back, and Peter flashes him a winning smile that only just covers his relief. ]
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At any rate, he strikes up low, quiet conversation, all pleasant smiles and nods, then makes casual mention of breaking fingers, then ribs, then spines, all while sipping delicately at his drink. He nods when the man looks pale enough and returns to his original stakeout point.
The crowd that Charlie gathers surprises Peter, to say the least, and he's a mix of impressed and-- wow, how many people is he going to have to threaten with physical violence? Dammit, Charwin, there are only so many hours in the day. Granted, there are a few women who seem more than interested in him, and he wonders if maybe-- threesome--?
No, okay, they're working. Maybe some other time.
When they leave into the kitchens, Peter starts feeling a little antsy, if only because he loses sight of him and who knows what the hell could happen in that time? But he's making his way back, and Peter flashes him a winning smile that only just covers his relief. ]
Pleasure, always.