08-19-2026, 06:41 PM
Gath responded to the kiss, "I have to admit that you both kiss very much the same. If not for the difference in your breathing, I might have actually been fooled by that test alone. Mark me as intrigued."
As Ava explained the thing with her ring, he smiled again and replied, "Well, we've only just met. It might take an hour or two to get to that stage." He gave a playful wink to punctuate it.
The two sisters then began something he had seen with twins before. They were talking at the same time. Sometimes they said the same thing at once and at other times, they alternated who was speaking, but spoke the same sentence as if it were one person. When they got to the Dead Rabbit thing, there was some reference that tugged at the back of his mind. In his histories, he had come across that name before, but other than knowing it had been associated with some ancient gang conflicts, he couldn't say more. He likely only came across it once or twice, but in an odd way he figured he could piece it together that they were their own gang.
As they hugged him in unison, he actually threw his head back and laughed, "All right! Of course I will. Who could resist such an offer from the likes of you ladies." He did his best to imitate an accent and said, "We be the Dead Rabbits!" As he finished his declaration and both women were still hugging him, each felt a hand firmly placed in an affectionate grip on their backside in a manner that highly suggested a strong familiarity...so to speak.
Gath was greatly enjoying the moment, but part of him was also a tiny bit worried. It was nice to flirt and to play games as such, but part of his brain actually worried that these two ladies might truly be competitive enough, or unified enough, to consider something more. He was more than acquainted with such relationships, but knew that they rarely worked out for long, for many reasons. However, these two women were different than any others he had ever known. He pushed it aside as a foolish thought. He had barely moved from the friend zone to something more with Evie, so it was silly to let such thoughts take any more of his time. He would not consider such a thing again unless they gave him reason to do so.
As a server brought them their order, he took the one offered to him, "Ah yes! Drinks!" His deep voice booming across the room announced he was indeed Klingon.
As Ava explained the thing with her ring, he smiled again and replied, "Well, we've only just met. It might take an hour or two to get to that stage." He gave a playful wink to punctuate it.
The two sisters then began something he had seen with twins before. They were talking at the same time. Sometimes they said the same thing at once and at other times, they alternated who was speaking, but spoke the same sentence as if it were one person. When they got to the Dead Rabbit thing, there was some reference that tugged at the back of his mind. In his histories, he had come across that name before, but other than knowing it had been associated with some ancient gang conflicts, he couldn't say more. He likely only came across it once or twice, but in an odd way he figured he could piece it together that they were their own gang.
As they hugged him in unison, he actually threw his head back and laughed, "All right! Of course I will. Who could resist such an offer from the likes of you ladies." He did his best to imitate an accent and said, "We be the Dead Rabbits!" As he finished his declaration and both women were still hugging him, each felt a hand firmly placed in an affectionate grip on their backside in a manner that highly suggested a strong familiarity...so to speak.
Gath was greatly enjoying the moment, but part of him was also a tiny bit worried. It was nice to flirt and to play games as such, but part of his brain actually worried that these two ladies might truly be competitive enough, or unified enough, to consider something more. He was more than acquainted with such relationships, but knew that they rarely worked out for long, for many reasons. However, these two women were different than any others he had ever known. He pushed it aside as a foolish thought. He had barely moved from the friend zone to something more with Evie, so it was silly to let such thoughts take any more of his time. He would not consider such a thing again unless they gave him reason to do so.
As a server brought them their order, he took the one offered to him, "Ah yes! Drinks!" His deep voice booming across the room announced he was indeed Klingon.