You're so cold
but you feel alive
"Oh, now you just made her sound fun, too," Maea teased him, flicking a finger at his nose. "Would that I could have met her... I wonder if we would have gotten along." Of course, it was unlikely to happen. Better for everyone, if Saartje did not appear on Caido, with all the dangers that lurked her. Though perhaps Sunjata would be less prone to self destruction with someone else there to kick his butt around for doing stupid things.
The topic took a more somber turn as the twisted customs of his homeland was brought to light. The girl shook her head at it, thinking it ridiculous. "What a pointless endeavor. As if men or women would be inherently more suited for one thing or another... Better two healthy sons or daughters to carry on the family name than none. It's not like they can't both have kids, or rule, or whatever else might be desired. Of course, I think the idea of blood ties as proof of ones worth is quite silly too. Being born to a wise parent doesn't make the child inherently wise."
Pursing her lips at the twisted logic, she watched Sunjata from from under white lashes. A noble... he certainly didn't act like one, in her mind. Were they supposed to own bars, lead spyguilds and sleep in caves with the sigh of ocean waves for a lullaby? In her mind, the incessant bedding of lovers and dragon hunting was the only things that fit in with her idea of the 'noble' class. All taken from saucy adventure stories, of course.
Something in her thrilled at the notion that she now was that. His lover. Maea leaned down and brushed her lips to his, trying out the idea with a soft kiss. It didn't taste all that bad.
The topic took a more somber turn as the twisted customs of his homeland was brought to light. The girl shook her head at it, thinking it ridiculous. "What a pointless endeavor. As if men or women would be inherently more suited for one thing or another... Better two healthy sons or daughters to carry on the family name than none. It's not like they can't both have kids, or rule, or whatever else might be desired. Of course, I think the idea of blood ties as proof of ones worth is quite silly too. Being born to a wise parent doesn't make the child inherently wise."
Pursing her lips at the twisted logic, she watched Sunjata from from under white lashes. A noble... he certainly didn't act like one, in her mind. Were they supposed to own bars, lead spyguilds and sleep in caves with the sigh of ocean waves for a lullaby? In her mind, the incessant bedding of lovers and dragon hunting was the only things that fit in with her idea of the 'noble' class. All taken from saucy adventure stories, of course.
Something in her thrilled at the notion that she now was that. His lover. Maea leaned down and brushed her lips to his, trying out the idea with a soft kiss. It didn't taste all that bad.
lay your hands on me
one last time
MAEA
