There seemed to be much to learn in the wake of all these new nuances; but she snickered just the same as he beamed back in her direction, her head tilting as if she’d just caught a recently discovered reaction; covered and hidden until unearthed. Pleased with herself, she held herself higher, throughout plotting and charting courses of curses for sharks and experimental ways to unravel Iskra. “Listen, if I didn’t cause it, then where’s the fun?” she winked; pretending like war crimes were easier sentiments to slide across, humming a little under her breath as her gaze went from him and the ridiculous fish and back again. “I’m on the ‘why not both’ range.”
So she slid closer to the enclosure, hoping to be in range of both little kids and echoing parameters. “Heeeeeyyyyy douchecanoes,” she grinned, waiting to hear if she’d receive a worthwhile answer, not bothering to glance any parents’ way. Would that be a useful lure for some hunting dickhead meandering through the water? Would they make faces back if she pressed hers against the glass or…?
She was momentarily distracted by the map though; mentions of upcoming areas drawing her attention. Like a bull in a china shop or a kid in a candy store, the appeal and zeal of so many things left her both restless and fervent, eager to go in all directions. The Spriggans though, in rapt details, seemed like pocket-sized fun, like miniature Fae. “Oooh, I haven’t. How cute!”
So she slid closer to the enclosure, hoping to be in range of both little kids and echoing parameters. “Heeeeeyyyyy douchecanoes,” she grinned, waiting to hear if she’d receive a worthwhile answer, not bothering to glance any parents’ way. Would that be a useful lure for some hunting dickhead meandering through the water? Would they make faces back if she pressed hers against the glass or…?
She was momentarily distracted by the map though; mentions of upcoming areas drawing her attention. Like a bull in a china shop or a kid in a candy store, the appeal and zeal of so many things left her both restless and fervent, eager to go in all directions. The Spriggans though, in rapt details, seemed like pocket-sized fun, like miniature Fae. “Oooh, I haven’t. How cute!”
melita
then I became the fire
