Sea Lion Shores beauty queen on a silver screen

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Ragnar had not forgotten of the agouti colored woman he had met at Duck Lake, though he was not sure if he remembered her because he was fairly skilled at remembering women in general, if she had subconsciously captured his interest with her talk of 'zombies' or the fact that she seemed something like a wreck and the counselor in him desired to help the pretty little stranger. Or perhaps it was something else all together. Regardless of the motives behind his remembrance of her the important part was that he did remember her. He hadn't thought she would really come. His approach slowed when they were within a stone's throw from one another, noting the soft smirk against her own lips, complimented by her bold question, her expression holding what Ragnar would consider hope. He was pleased to find that she seemed much more at ease than she had during their last meeting and considered simply that perhaps she did not do well with first meetings. "That's depends," The Jarl spoke mischievously after he let the question hang in the air for a bit. "Did you miss me?" The Scandinavian returned the question to her coyly, his smirk widening slightly. There was a small and weak part of his brain that reprimanded him on flirting with this woman but Ragnar smothered that voice with little effort. There was no harm in having a little fun, after all; and he had taken her question as an invitation to play that game even if the zombie woman hadn't meant it that way. A soft chuckle rumbled in Ragnar's chest breaking it's way betwixt his lips when she spoke of his antics and how it had left her no time to give him her name. "I know," Ragnar spoke on a breath, teasingly admitting without actually vocalizing it, that it had been apart of his plan all along. He had offered to teach her something, having witnessed first hand how distraught she had been about it during their first meeting. "Is that all you can here for," Ragnar paused, his tone teasing, eyes of caribbean ice alight with his natural mischief. "to tell me your name?" He inquired, tail twitching as his smirk tugged once more at it's rightful place.