heathen’s kiss

For a second she got in her own way mentally. So there was someone else! But before she could get a bit too down she realized…perhaps he meant her? He was sitting rather close, leaning in towards her in a way that made her feel very small by comparison…but in a very comfortable sort of way. In a familiar way almost – her father had been a large man, her brother had been a large man, her sister’s had all married big burly fellows. He wasn’t quite so burly as them, realistically, but relative to her he was. ”Oh? What’s her name? Maybe I can introduce you.” she said, pretending as though she didn’t suspect who he meant. It was a fun game, and it made her heart race a little, taking her mind off of things that she usually ruminated about; a welcomed respite from reality for a moment. She grinned, watching the shock from her statement wash over his face. It was quite satisfying to take him off guard, since she was clearly out of her league, but it was nice for the moment. Oh, and did he prove just how out of her league she was not but a moment later, leaning over her enough that she had to tilt her head slightly, eyes widening with surprise. But she has gone in this far, and her cheeky side was not about ready to give up so easily. ”I am close friends with a god many fear, I live with a dragon, and I survived a monster riddled hike during LongNight. I’m not terribly impressed with threats from fate.” she said nonchalantly, though the little smile on her lips indicates her stifled giggles. It wasn’t terribly like her to be this bold, but it was fun! Phoebe Be gentle to all and stern with yourself