[The flash of fire and the darkness that accompanies it initially blots the man's presence of Baptiste's line of sight. Yet as his eyes readjust, he hears the confirmation that the fruits of his labor were inevitable.
His intense blue gaze falls on Concord - well initially it falls to the large chest and the notable treasure trail of hair that dipped further and further and-
Ah. This man was really just going to face the world au naturale this very instance, wasn't he? It was a boldness that immediately wins favor with the blonde. His eyes shoot upward - excitement in his face.
Someone understood his sign as intended! Well, most of it, anyway.]
You must keep running into the lucky folks that have been press ganged into the scavenger hunt! And you are a light of this world to be handing over your swim bottoms to each lucky one. [Some may think this was flattery - but it was an earnest observation. Baptiste meant every word he said.]
Though hold a moment! Just a moment, my friend![His hand reaches out to grasp at one of the older man's hands, in an attempt to stop him from disrobing just yet.] I did promise I'd work for those. You don't want to short-change yourself, do you? [Baptiste gestures to his sign. To blow fire and catch people's attention? That was hardly a job.] I can do something special just for you. Entertainment? Companionship? Making more fire? You give the word!
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His intense blue gaze falls on Concord - well initially it falls to the large chest and the notable treasure trail of hair that dipped further and further and-
Ah. This man was really just going to face the world au naturale this very instance, wasn't he? It was a boldness that immediately wins favor with the blonde. His eyes shoot upward - excitement in his face.
Someone understood his sign as intended! Well, most of it, anyway.]
You must keep running into the lucky folks that have been press ganged into the scavenger hunt! And you are a light of this world to be handing over your swim bottoms to each lucky one. [Some may think this was flattery - but it was an earnest observation. Baptiste meant every word he said.]
Though hold a moment! Just a moment, my friend![His hand reaches out to grasp at one of the older man's hands, in an attempt to stop him from disrobing just yet.] I did promise I'd work for those. You don't want to short-change yourself, do you? [Baptiste gestures to his sign. To blow fire and catch people's attention? That was hardly a job.] I can do something special just for you. Entertainment? Companionship? Making more fire? You give the word!