Drunken Nights {Closed: veintefleurcalendula}
╠❀~ Humming lightly as he held her closer, she should have been more on guard but the pounding in her head made it difficult. That didn’t keep her from listening to his short responses, he wasn’t one to converse with an enemy. Probably smarter that way, but he wasn’t reaching for his jitte to weaken her further. A part of her was glad for that though, she knew it had seastone on it, while she could react quickly he was possibly faster.
The bruises coating both of their necks and shoulders, possibly further along their skin, were dark. Some already fading but there were a few still a dark purple. Hopefully she could cover them if she was able to return to her friends unharmed.
"You realize, Smoker-san, that I won’t easily divulge any information I deem you do not need." Robin mused as she shifted on his lap to look in his eyes. Not only was this feeling familiar, but she knew to keep quiet around those in power. No need to spill her secrets to a man she married while intoxicated.
Ah that was her name, Robin should file it away in case she needed to do some information scouting later. "Would she know where you are? She seems the type to follow you closely in case this sort of thing happened." Only seeing that woman back in Alabasta when she attempted to arrest Robin, before having her arms broken. Tashigi gave an air much like Smoker. That sort of air where justice came before pleasure for oneself. It would be a rough reunion if his swordswoman showed up, that is if Tashigi remembered Robin at all.
"You may ask me anything, but nothing about my crew~" Her tone was teasing as she felt him pull her closer. He didn’t seem too unhappy with his situation, now she simply had to wait for a chance to flee. Robin idly ran her fingers along the contours of his face as she waited for his move or response.