07-14-2017, 02:47 PM
It was a small victory in seemingless effort. Maybe he was just being a bit charming, but Navana seemed intent to stay where he was at. Judging by the tone of his words, he might have been inclined to stay a whole lot longer than he let on. Ryan wouldn't have put something in the food, but this was a mysterious cove. He was merely the chef, so to say.
“And I shouldn't be nice,” he asked. “What're ya expecting of me? Smoking sticks that will shorten my lifespan and lungs? Heavy tattoos?”
He chuckled at the idea, but focused at the male when he was a bit shocked at the revelation. “I'm probably not as I used to be when serving though. Looks like I've toned down a bit. Working a farm was probably a healthy alternative. It was either that or become fat or hey, spend hours in a gym for no reason at all. The thrill of war begins to weigh in on you, knowing you could go at any moment. The Mayor showed me I could do a bit more, so why not go for it?”
Another lie, but one he was oblivious to. Him and his friends never wanted to leave such an opportunity behind. In fact, their boat trip was nothing more than a small vacation after coming back from a small tour overseas. Still, when the male proposed they play a game and offered a deal, he raised an eyebrow. It was one sided, given Ryan came from Italian heritage and had to learn a few languages while traveling and training. Still, he could let the male have his small moment, though the same effort he put into spoiling Cassandra once upon a spell now carried over to Navana as he stated “If it's brownies you wanted, you only have to just ask.”
He looked at the controller, picking it up into his hand. “Just Call of Duty? Gee, you could at least play Battlefield for more of a challenge.”
It was a tease of course as he noted the male got a bit closer, but not entirely too close. That was okay. He would in due time, Ryan was sure. For now, they had a game to play and would he intentionally lose or try to best the male at a game he was familiar with had remained to be seen.
“And I shouldn't be nice,” he asked. “What're ya expecting of me? Smoking sticks that will shorten my lifespan and lungs? Heavy tattoos?”
He chuckled at the idea, but focused at the male when he was a bit shocked at the revelation. “I'm probably not as I used to be when serving though. Looks like I've toned down a bit. Working a farm was probably a healthy alternative. It was either that or become fat or hey, spend hours in a gym for no reason at all. The thrill of war begins to weigh in on you, knowing you could go at any moment. The Mayor showed me I could do a bit more, so why not go for it?”
Another lie, but one he was oblivious to. Him and his friends never wanted to leave such an opportunity behind. In fact, their boat trip was nothing more than a small vacation after coming back from a small tour overseas. Still, when the male proposed they play a game and offered a deal, he raised an eyebrow. It was one sided, given Ryan came from Italian heritage and had to learn a few languages while traveling and training. Still, he could let the male have his small moment, though the same effort he put into spoiling Cassandra once upon a spell now carried over to Navana as he stated “If it's brownies you wanted, you only have to just ask.”
He looked at the controller, picking it up into his hand. “Just Call of Duty? Gee, you could at least play Battlefield for more of a challenge.”
It was a tease of course as he noted the male got a bit closer, but not entirely too close. That was okay. He would in due time, Ryan was sure. For now, they had a game to play and would he intentionally lose or try to best the male at a game he was familiar with had remained to be seen.