An Odd Church

Her secret first of all drew a thrilled grin from him, but then...he pulled a face, wrinkling his nose. "If there isn't anyone to piss off, what's the point? There's gotta be a million thieves 'n' crap running about. We'll all just be stealing from each other." It was an amusing image, a sort of chaotic race of thieves all desperate to pick each other's pockets. He'd been in seedy towns run by criminals before and had never stayed, bored without the delight of seeing a guard roll their eyes or yell at him for each stolen item. That was a part of it, to know you were going against the grain. If you were being cheered on, you may as well be sucking the King's dick. But it turned out the lack of guards was not the only thing she could tell him. Explosions? His grin returned in full force and he shook her hand confidently. "Show me yours and I'll show you mine. I wanna see some explosions." adam Mistreat your Altar Boys long enough and this is what you get Sad and angry... can't learn how to behave Still won't know how in the darkness of the grave