"Oh well now. Warnings are greetings of a sort, now aren't they?" The thief trilled, shoulders rolling easily. There was very little that could upset James' precarious balance of giving 0 fucks
"Oh no offense against you love. Really it's nice work and all—" The snake pretended to pluck an errant strand of thread as if the garments were actually coming undone, flashing the midwife a cheeky grin, before planting his hands back on his bony hips. "Why? You aren't a prude are ya? I told you wot, if it isn't the length of the skirt, next you'll be on about seeing too much skin!" And sure enough, she mentioned his lack of shirt. Waving his hands and making a pffffff sound by blowing air across his lips, the snake merely shook his head. "Y'gotta live a little. Y'know, really feel the breeze and all that." So, it was probably safe to say he also wasn't wearing any underwear.
Leaping easily onto he bed before resuming his expertly done pantomime of man in extreme pain, needs lots of good drugs stat, James put on a thoughtful face. "Dunno really. Foods a bit scarce 'round here if you haven't noticed." His sing-song accent and carefree attitude (and attire) suggested that working for food was probably not high on the snake's list of priorities. "Right then, it hurts down here doc. You'd better have a look. And don't worry about bein' thorough, I'm not shy." Which was of course to say he was mostly pointing towards his groin.
"Oh no offense against you love. Really it's nice work and all—" The snake pretended to pluck an errant strand of thread as if the garments were actually coming undone, flashing the midwife a cheeky grin, before planting his hands back on his bony hips. "Why? You aren't a prude are ya? I told you wot, if it isn't the length of the skirt, next you'll be on about seeing too much skin!" And sure enough, she mentioned his lack of shirt. Waving his hands and making a pffffff sound by blowing air across his lips, the snake merely shook his head. "Y'gotta live a little. Y'know, really feel the breeze and all that." So, it was probably safe to say he also wasn't wearing any underwear.
Leaping easily onto he bed before resuming his expertly done pantomime of man in extreme pain, needs lots of good drugs stat, James put on a thoughtful face. "Dunno really. Foods a bit scarce 'round here if you haven't noticed." His sing-song accent and carefree attitude (and attire) suggested that working for food was probably not high on the snake's list of priorities. "Right then, it hurts down here doc. You'd better have a look. And don't worry about bein' thorough, I'm not shy." Which was of course to say he was mostly pointing towards his groin.
{steps on my own emotions and grinds
them into the dirt with my heel} anyways.
them into the dirt with my heel} anyways.
