SASCHA
"It truly is a shame." Sweet Sascha stated with a bit of a pout in his voice, like humans had betrayed him and his very existence by acting this way. How hard could it REALLY be to just.. behave? It was quite a charming sight to see Sascha pouting since he really looked like a harmless puppy. Not fierce. Not strong. Not determined. Just... disappointed really. which touché was one of the most powerful looks to make people feel bad over themselves to be fair. As Weaver spoke again however he couldn't help but to cheer up as quick as a light switch would bright up a room. He even let out a small laugh considering that possibility. "Though.. i might wonder what gives out that specific smell." He joked as he slowed down his steps to walk up his restored stairway to his home. When he had gotten here it was life threatening to walk on these stairs but now they looked to be in a stellar condition once again. After all; he was a carpenter.
He investigated curiously the dried meat in her hand and looked like she was offering him a luxuary mansion. It had been forever and an age since he have had dried meat! "I wouldn't mind trading for some at all! I can't believe i haven't eaten dry meat since i came to this world, i would REALLY love to have some!" How had he almost forgotten about the precious gift in life also called dry meat?! It was insane! With a smile on his face he unlocked his door and opened it for her so she could enter first.
The bottom part of his home was indeed quite messy with flakes of wood all over the floor, projects in different stages of being finished, a fireplace to keep the heat inside the home during colder times of the year and notes pasted all over the walls with designs and formulas.
He investigated curiously the dried meat in her hand and looked like she was offering him a luxuary mansion. It had been forever and an age since he have had dried meat! "I wouldn't mind trading for some at all! I can't believe i haven't eaten dry meat since i came to this world, i would REALLY love to have some!" How had he almost forgotten about the precious gift in life also called dry meat?! It was insane! With a smile on his face he unlocked his door and opened it for her so she could enter first.
The bottom part of his home was indeed quite messy with flakes of wood all over the floor, projects in different stages of being finished, a fireplace to keep the heat inside the home during colder times of the year and notes pasted all over the walls with designs and formulas.
sanctify yourself
and you will
sanctify society
