She smirks back, her grin cocky and self-assured. ”I am the right type of person,” she says, knowing he is unlikely to take her on faith alone, but planting the seed anyway. It was enough of a start, and then she could see where it led.
”I am used to having that effect. That’s sort of the problem. Eventually you stop noticing or caring quite as much,” she shrugs. It is true. She notices what sort of reaction she gets from others because it helps her gauge the situation, helps her understand what sort of weapons will work and not (not all weapons are sharp or obvious). After that, she doesn’t much care though. It’s why she craves more than mere recognition or attention, because those things are simply too easy to get when you are pretty and carry a scythe. Hell, she could be ugly but still, the scythe was usual enough.
”Fair, I suppose I do not,” though she can assume. Yes yes, assuming makes an ass of you and me. She doesn’t care. Weaver watches as he pauses, setting down a box and digging through it. This is all so new to her, some foreign type of hunting, that she just watches curiously. Fishing. ”Alright, so what are we doing?”
”I am used to having that effect. That’s sort of the problem. Eventually you stop noticing or caring quite as much,” she shrugs. It is true. She notices what sort of reaction she gets from others because it helps her gauge the situation, helps her understand what sort of weapons will work and not (not all weapons are sharp or obvious). After that, she doesn’t much care though. It’s why she craves more than mere recognition or attention, because those things are simply too easy to get when you are pretty and carry a scythe. Hell, she could be ugly but still, the scythe was usual enough.
”Fair, I suppose I do not,” though she can assume. Yes yes, assuming makes an ass of you and me. She doesn’t care. Weaver watches as he pauses, setting down a box and digging through it. This is all so new to her, some foreign type of hunting, that she just watches curiously. Fishing. ”Alright, so what are we doing?”
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-- ask no questions, and you'll be told no lies --
Quote by Charles Dickens
