frey
"Let's all cut right through it, shall we?"
Frey would appear, devastatingly attractive as they normally were. With an arm casually around Phoebe's shoulders, the deity would offer an alluring look to Sunjata and Harper as the trio bickered and debated the ridiculousness of what was occurring.
"You know these weddings of yours mean absolutely nothing, right ducklings?" They asked, kaleidoscopic eyes full of mirth and sex and a flourish of the unknown. "It isn't the ceremony that does the binding, it's all the other things that you put into it. Marry each other out of spite, or don't. What of it? If you both change your mind you can call each other assholes, have some really excellent angry sex about it, and move on. What happens here today dictates absolutely nothing."
An apple appeared in their hand, which they bit into with a primitive snarl, letting the juice drip down their wrist.
Frey would appear, devastatingly attractive as they normally were. With an arm casually around Phoebe's shoulders, the deity would offer an alluring look to Sunjata and Harper as the trio bickered and debated the ridiculousness of what was occurring.
"You know these weddings of yours mean absolutely nothing, right ducklings?" They asked, kaleidoscopic eyes full of mirth and sex and a flourish of the unknown. "It isn't the ceremony that does the binding, it's all the other things that you put into it. Marry each other out of spite, or don't. What of it? If you both change your mind you can call each other assholes, have some really excellent angry sex about it, and move on. What happens here today dictates absolutely nothing."
An apple appeared in their hand, which they bit into with a primitive snarl, letting the juice drip down their wrist.
