A Bet
( Based on a rp with @salmicka1 )
Her heart fluttered with excitement as she peeked around the corner. Armando was pacing around the hallway, polished boots creating an intimidating echo. He was muttering over various documents and shaking his head; rubbing his face with a sigh. Not in the best of moods, but then again, this bet was too enticing to avoid jumping for it. Eliza had been waiting for an opportunity like this, a chance for a little payback with a nice payout.
The shifter breathed in deep, and went around the bend in the hallway; casually and with purpose so as to not arouse suspicion. Armando glanced up.
“Bruja, you are late with the chores in this area...what is your excuse this time?”
Eliza halted her journey and smiled sweetly, relaxing her shoulders.
“Honestly sir, I have no excuse at all!”
Mando quirked an eyebrow and set the small stack of papers next to a vase.
“Really, chica? None? How odd....and are you feeling alright? You seem giddy...have one too many cups of coffee perhaps?”
Eliza continued to smile and laughed lightly.
“Actually, I’m giddy because of this!”
She stepped towards him and planted a kiss firmly on his lips. He blinked at her, utterly astonished. But it rapidly turned to annoyance and indignation. Armando shoved Eliza away from him.
“Are you crazy?!”
She only laughed more, turning away and winking at him over her shoulder.
“Maybe a little!”
Another servant poked their head out from behind a plant, and handed her a gold coin and some chocolate.
“I didn’t think you’d go through with it!”
“Hey, money and chocolate are perfectly good reasons!”
Eliza waved at Armando as both humans disappeared around the corner.
“Just a friendly little BET between friends! Like how you and Miguel pulled the same shit with me! Now you know what it feels like!”
The captain stood there dumbfounded, and curled his lip. Ooh....that little wench....had the nerve....the gall....to do the same to him...well, he had to admit it was both courageous and stupid, and Eliza was certainly both of those things.
“I do NOT appreciate this bruja!” he snapped.
Armando had heard of “karma” where one does something, and the exact same thing, or at least something similar, comes back to them. He hissed and flexed his claws. He didn’t like this “karma” one bit, oh not at all. But...he felt he did sort of deserve it. The bet with Miguel had been rather cruel; toying with Eliza’s emotions. Though, Armando was very loathe to admit it.
He growled deep in his chest before chuckling at what had just transpired.
“I’ll let you get away with this....but perhaps this is the start of a little game, chica? Round two goes to you....now it’s time for round three!”
