AISHA
d is for delightful and try
to keep your trousers up
to keep your trousers up
Quite easily offended, that she'd heard too. But it seemed almost like a given with gods, that you have to tread carefully with what you say and do. Only a fraction disappointed that he didn't have a good curse story to tell (is it rude that she'd been excited to hear one?), she nodded in agreement, "I've heard that about all of them, gods I guess," she replied playfully, with a wry shrug.
Her initial shock and confusion, was replaced with intrigue as he began, bringing up the word ascended. She hadn't met one of them before, the 'vampires' as her brain deftly labeled, or at least she didn't know if she had. Whatever she'd expected of them, it wasn't Sam. He seemed too normal, too unassumingly moderate. She obviously knew very little about his race, but was happy to learn and stow her preconceived notions away.
"So you've met her then?" she asked, hand drawn to rest on her hip.
Her initial shock and confusion, was replaced with intrigue as he began, bringing up the word ascended. She hadn't met one of them before, the 'vampires' as her brain deftly labeled, or at least she didn't know if she had. Whatever she'd expected of them, it wasn't Sam. He seemed too normal, too unassumingly moderate. She obviously knew very little about his race, but was happy to learn and stow her preconceived notions away.
"So you've met her then?" she asked, hand drawn to rest on her hip.
i think you should know you're
his favorite worst nightmare
his favorite worst nightmare
