Safrin
With muddy fingers the goddess places her hands on her hips, staring at the man before her fully encased in mud. "I know you have the ability to clean yourself off in here, but I'd rather my shrine not be coated in mud if you don't mind." She hums, plucking up the bouquet of lilies he'd brought for her and cradeling them in her arms.
"Might I suggest a swim in the ocean?"
With a wink, her mind opens briefly to him that he might feel her approval of his methods and his utter devotion, before darkness swallows her whole once more and Jack is left alone, whole, functionally immortal, and very, very muddy.
~FIN
"Might I suggest a swim in the ocean?"
With a wink, her mind opens briefly to him that he might feel her approval of his methods and his utter devotion, before darkness swallows her whole once more and Jack is left alone, whole, functionally immortal, and very, very muddy.
~FIN







