A young man appears from the woods. He has pale skin like porcelain, place blue eyes like pieces of ice, fluffy grey hair, and ramp like black horns. He stands 6'1 and is muscular and toned. He wears a black jeans, A leather belt with black iron buckle, A black leather jacket, no shirt underneath of that. A metal collar is around his neck, A long black chain is attached to that. He wears metal gloves with class like fingertips on his hands made of black metal. Metal caps of his horns are made of silver.
He surveys his surroundings for a moment before turning his attention back to the tavern and walking forward
Yazrin is training outside with his swords, dealing with three targets using his swords with surprising ease.
Xan watches and narrows his eyes
A set of five blows takes down one target, sending it reeling before it collapses in a heap of armor. He then drops into a roll, dodging a swing that should've taken off his head, before popping to his feet with his rapier and shortsword set above his head in an X, blocking a downward chop from the third target.
He flicks his tail and appears behind him "interesting" he says in his ear
Yazrin is startled noticeably, and, considering he's still in battle mode, his rapier flies out and lands at Xan's throat out of sheer reflex, before he vanishes in a whirl of mist, reappearing 30 feet away, his swords still at the ready. The two targets are obviously confused for a moment, as he reappeared far behind them.
Xan seems to move to the side with astounding agility "careful cutie" he said with a chuckle
Yazrin narrows his eyes. "Careful who you flirt with." He twirls his swords in his hands with practiced ease, before rushing back in to kill the other two targets, hitting them both where their necks would be, and, in accordance with the supposed fatal hit, they both drop in piles at his feet. With another twirl, he slides his swords back into their sheaths.
Xan watches and smiles "you good with those" he said with a smile
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
He smiles. "Close the door my love, if you please."
she nods and does so
He smiles warmly. "Would you like to have a seat somewhere, my love, or would you like me to sing while you remain standing?" He asks, his eyes sparkling even more now.
She sits beside him and leans her head on her hand
He smiles, and, since he already retuned his guitar, takes a deep breath and jumps right in, playing this.
She seems to know this song and begins singing along with him.
He seems rather surprised, and continues singing, switching to harmonize with her beautifully, sending chills down her back and raising goosebumps with how perfectly he manages to match and harmonize while still singing the melody.
A young man appears from the woods. He has pale skin like porcelain, place blue eyes like pieces of ice, fluffy grey hair, and ramp like black horns. He stands 6'1 and is muscular and toned. He wears a black jeans, A leather belt with black iron buckle, A black leather jacket, no shirt underneath of that. A metal collar is around his neck, A long black chain is attached to that. He wears metal gloves with class like fingertips on his hands made of black metal. Metal caps of his horns are made of silver.
He surveys his surroundings for a moment before turning his attention back to the tavern and walking forward
Yazrin is training outside with his swords, dealing with three targets using his swords with surprising ease.
Xan watches and narrows his eyes
A set of five blows takes down one target, sending it reeling before it collapses in a heap of armor. He then drops into a roll, dodging a swing that should've taken off his head, before popping to his feet with his rapier and shortsword set above his head in an X, blocking a downward chop from the third target.
He flicks his tail and appears behind him "interesting" he says in his ear
Yazrin is startled noticeably, and, considering he's still in battle mode, his rapier flies out and lands at Xan's throat out of sheer reflex, before he vanishes in a whirl of mist, reappearing 30 feet away, his swords still at the ready. The two targets are obviously confused for a moment, as he reappeared far behind them.
Xan seems to move to the side with astounding agility "careful cutie" he said with a chuckle
Yazrin narrows his eyes. "Careful who you flirt with." He twirls his swords in his hands with practiced ease, before rushing back in to kill the other two targets, hitting them both where their necks would be, and, in accordance with the supposed fatal hit, they both drop in piles at his feet. With another twirl, he slides his swords back into their sheaths.
Xan watches and smiles "you good with those" he said with a smile
"I should be. I've had almost 300 years of experience with them."
He smiles. "Close the door my love, if you please."
she nods and does so
He smiles warmly. "Would you like to have a seat somewhere, my love, or would you like me to sing while you remain standing?" He asks, his eyes sparkling even more now.
She sits beside him and leans her head on her hand
He smiles, and, since he already retuned his guitar, takes a deep breath and jumps right in, playing this.
She seems to know this song and begins singing along with him.
He seems rather surprised, and continues singing, switching to harmonize with her beautifully, sending chills down her back and raising goosebumps with how perfectly he manages to match and harmonize while still singing the melody.
She grins and chuckled "you are so good at this"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
He smiles. "Close the door my love, if you please."
she nods and does so
He smiles warmly. "Would you like to have a seat somewhere, my love, or would you like me to sing while you remain standing?" He asks, his eyes sparkling even more now.
She sits beside him and leans her head on her hand
He smiles, and, since he already retuned his guitar, takes a deep breath and jumps right in, playing this.
She seems to know this song and begins singing along with him.
He seems rather surprised, and continues singing, switching to harmonize with her beautifully, sending chills down her back and raising goosebumps with how perfectly he manages to match and harmonize while still singing the melody.
She grins and chuckled "you are so good at this"
He smiles. "I'm nearly 400 years old, my love. I've had a lot of practice." He sets the guitar on the nightstand and leans over and kisses her.
A young man appears from the woods. He has pale skin like porcelain, place blue eyes like pieces of ice, fluffy grey hair, and ramp like black horns. He stands 6'1 and is muscular and toned. He wears a black jeans, A leather belt with black iron buckle, A black leather jacket, no shirt underneath of that. A metal collar is around his neck, A long black chain is attached to that. He wears metal gloves with class like fingertips on his hands made of black metal. Metal caps of his horns are made of silver.
He surveys his surroundings for a moment before turning his attention back to the tavern and walking forward
Yazrin is training outside with his swords, dealing with three targets using his swords with surprising ease.
Xan watches and narrows his eyes
A set of five blows takes down one target, sending it reeling before it collapses in a heap of armor. He then drops into a roll, dodging a swing that should've taken off his head, before popping to his feet with his rapier and shortsword set above his head in an X, blocking a downward chop from the third target.
He flicks his tail and appears behind him "interesting" he says in his ear
Yazrin is startled noticeably, and, considering he's still in battle mode, his rapier flies out and lands at Xan's throat out of sheer reflex, before he vanishes in a whirl of mist, reappearing 30 feet away, his swords still at the ready. The two targets are obviously confused for a moment, as he reappeared far behind them.
Xan seems to move to the side with astounding agility "careful cutie" he said with a chuckle
Yazrin narrows his eyes. "Careful who you flirt with." He twirls his swords in his hands with practiced ease, before rushing back in to kill the other two targets, hitting them both where their necks would be, and, in accordance with the supposed fatal hit, they both drop in piles at his feet. With another twirl, he slides his swords back into their sheaths.
Xan watches and smiles "you good with those" he said with a smile
"I should be. I've had almost 300 years of experience with them."
"300? So your a aged elf hm? Like aged wine, it seem you got better"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A young man appears from the woods. He has pale skin like porcelain, place blue eyes like pieces of ice, fluffy grey hair, and ramp like black horns. He stands 6'1 and is muscular and toned. He wears a black jeans, A leather belt with black iron buckle, A black leather jacket, no shirt underneath of that. A metal collar is around his neck, A long black chain is attached to that. He wears metal gloves with class like fingertips on his hands made of black metal. Metal caps of his horns are made of silver.
He surveys his surroundings for a moment before turning his attention back to the tavern and walking forward
Yazrin is training outside with his swords, dealing with three targets using his swords with surprising ease.
Xan watches and narrows his eyes
A set of five blows takes down one target, sending it reeling before it collapses in a heap of armor. He then drops into a roll, dodging a swing that should've taken off his head, before popping to his feet with his rapier and shortsword set above his head in an X, blocking a downward chop from the third target.
He flicks his tail and appears behind him "interesting" he says in his ear
Yazrin is startled noticeably, and, considering he's still in battle mode, his rapier flies out and lands at Xan's throat out of sheer reflex, before he vanishes in a whirl of mist, reappearing 30 feet away, his swords still at the ready. The two targets are obviously confused for a moment, as he reappeared far behind them.
Xan seems to move to the side with astounding agility "careful cutie" he said with a chuckle
Yazrin narrows his eyes. "Careful who you flirt with." He twirls his swords in his hands with practiced ease, before rushing back in to kill the other two targets, hitting them both where their necks would be, and, in accordance with the supposed fatal hit, they both drop in piles at his feet. With another twirl, he slides his swords back into their sheaths.
Xan watches and smiles "you good with those" he said with a smile
"I should be. I've had almost 300 years of experience with them."
"300? So your a aged elf hm? Like aged wine, it seem you got better"
He rolls his eyes. "Also a dragon slayer, and one who has killed several demon lords."
He smiles. "Close the door my love, if you please."
she nods and does so
He smiles warmly. "Would you like to have a seat somewhere, my love, or would you like me to sing while you remain standing?" He asks, his eyes sparkling even more now.
She sits beside him and leans her head on her hand
He smiles, and, since he already retuned his guitar, takes a deep breath and jumps right in, playing this.
She seems to know this song and begins singing along with him.
He seems rather surprised, and continues singing, switching to harmonize with her beautifully, sending chills down her back and raising goosebumps with how perfectly he manages to match and harmonize while still singing the melody.
She grins and chuckled "you are so good at this"
He smiles. "I'm nearly 400 years old, my love. I've had a lot of practice." He sets the guitar on the nightstand and leans over and kisses her.
"Its really good though" she said
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A young man appears from the woods. He has pale skin like porcelain, place blue eyes like pieces of ice, fluffy grey hair, and ramp like black horns. He stands 6'1 and is muscular and toned. He wears a black jeans, A leather belt with black iron buckle, A black leather jacket, no shirt underneath of that. A metal collar is around his neck, A long black chain is attached to that. He wears metal gloves with class like fingertips on his hands made of black metal. Metal caps of his horns are made of silver.
He surveys his surroundings for a moment before turning his attention back to the tavern and walking forward
Yazrin is training outside with his swords, dealing with three targets using his swords with surprising ease.
Xan watches and narrows his eyes
A set of five blows takes down one target, sending it reeling before it collapses in a heap of armor. He then drops into a roll, dodging a swing that should've taken off his head, before popping to his feet with his rapier and shortsword set above his head in an X, blocking a downward chop from the third target.
He flicks his tail and appears behind him "interesting" he says in his ear
Yazrin is startled noticeably, and, considering he's still in battle mode, his rapier flies out and lands at Xan's throat out of sheer reflex, before he vanishes in a whirl of mist, reappearing 30 feet away, his swords still at the ready. The two targets are obviously confused for a moment, as he reappeared far behind them.
Xan seems to move to the side with astounding agility "careful cutie" he said with a chuckle
Yazrin narrows his eyes. "Careful who you flirt with." He twirls his swords in his hands with practiced ease, before rushing back in to kill the other two targets, hitting them both where their necks would be, and, in accordance with the supposed fatal hit, they both drop in piles at his feet. With another twirl, he slides his swords back into their sheaths.
Xan watches and smiles "you good with those" he said with a smile
"I should be. I've had almost 300 years of experience with them."
"300? So your a aged elf hm? Like aged wine, it seem you got better"
He rolls his eyes. "Also a dragon slayer, and one who has killed several demon lords."
"Good thing I'm not a Demon though" he said
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
He smiles. "Close the door my love, if you please."
she nods and does so
He smiles warmly. "Would you like to have a seat somewhere, my love, or would you like me to sing while you remain standing?" He asks, his eyes sparkling even more now.
She sits beside him and leans her head on her hand
He smiles, and, since he already retuned his guitar, takes a deep breath and jumps right in, playing this.
She seems to know this song and begins singing along with him.
He seems rather surprised, and continues singing, switching to harmonize with her beautifully, sending chills down her back and raising goosebumps with how perfectly he manages to match and harmonize while still singing the melody.
She grins and chuckled "you are so good at this"
He smiles. "I'm nearly 400 years old, my love. I've had a lot of practice." He sets the guitar on the nightstand and leans over and kisses her.
"Its really good though" she said
He smiles, a little shyly. "I know..." He looks her in the eyes. "I'm also good at other things though..." He says quietly, and a bit leadingly.
He smiles. "Close the door my love, if you please."
she nods and does so
He smiles warmly. "Would you like to have a seat somewhere, my love, or would you like me to sing while you remain standing?" He asks, his eyes sparkling even more now.
She sits beside him and leans her head on her hand
He smiles, and, since he already retuned his guitar, takes a deep breath and jumps right in, playing this.
She seems to know this song and begins singing along with him.
He seems rather surprised, and continues singing, switching to harmonize with her beautifully, sending chills down her back and raising goosebumps with how perfectly he manages to match and harmonize while still singing the melody.
She grins and chuckled "you are so good at this"
He smiles. "I'm nearly 400 years old, my love. I've had a lot of practice." He sets the guitar on the nightstand and leans over and kisses her.
"Its really good though" she said
He smiles, a little shyly. "I know..." He looks her in the eyes. "I'm also good at other things though..." He says quietly, and a bit leadingly.
*change over*
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A young man appears from the woods. He has pale skin like porcelain, place blue eyes like pieces of ice, fluffy grey hair, and ramp like black horns. He stands 6'1 and is muscular and toned. He wears a black jeans, A leather belt with black iron buckle, A black leather jacket, no shirt underneath of that. A metal collar is around his neck, A long black chain is attached to that. He wears metal gloves with class like fingertips on his hands made of black metal. Metal caps of his horns are made of silver.
He surveys his surroundings for a moment before turning his attention back to the tavern and walking forward
Yazrin is training outside with his swords, dealing with three targets using his swords with surprising ease.
Xan watches and narrows his eyes
A set of five blows takes down one target, sending it reeling before it collapses in a heap of armor. He then drops into a roll, dodging a swing that should've taken off his head, before popping to his feet with his rapier and shortsword set above his head in an X, blocking a downward chop from the third target.
He flicks his tail and appears behind him "interesting" he says in his ear
Yazrin is startled noticeably, and, considering he's still in battle mode, his rapier flies out and lands at Xan's throat out of sheer reflex, before he vanishes in a whirl of mist, reappearing 30 feet away, his swords still at the ready. The two targets are obviously confused for a moment, as he reappeared far behind them.
Xan seems to move to the side with astounding agility "careful cutie" he said with a chuckle
Yazrin narrows his eyes. "Careful who you flirt with." He twirls his swords in his hands with practiced ease, before rushing back in to kill the other two targets, hitting them both where their necks would be, and, in accordance with the supposed fatal hit, they both drop in piles at his feet. With another twirl, he slides his swords back into their sheaths.
Xan watches and smiles "you good with those" he said with a smile
"I should be. I've had almost 300 years of experience with them."
"300? So your a aged elf hm? Like aged wine, it seem you got better"
He rolls his eyes. "Also a dragon slayer, and one who has killed several demon lords."
"Good thing I'm not a Demon though" he said
"You are an incubus, if I'm not mistaken." He says. His hands are still resting on the hilts of his swords.
He smiles. "Close the door my love, if you please."
she nods and does so
He smiles warmly. "Would you like to have a seat somewhere, my love, or would you like me to sing while you remain standing?" He asks, his eyes sparkling even more now.
She sits beside him and leans her head on her hand
He smiles, and, since he already retuned his guitar, takes a deep breath and jumps right in, playing this.
She seems to know this song and begins singing along with him.
He seems rather surprised, and continues singing, switching to harmonize with her beautifully, sending chills down her back and raising goosebumps with how perfectly he manages to match and harmonize while still singing the melody.
She grins and chuckled "you are so good at this"
He smiles. "I'm nearly 400 years old, my love. I've had a lot of practice." He sets the guitar on the nightstand and leans over and kisses her.
"Its really good though" she said
He smiles, a little shyly. "I know..." He looks her in the eyes. "I'm also good at other things though..." He says quietly, and a bit leadingly.
A young man appears from the woods. He has pale skin like porcelain, place blue eyes like pieces of ice, fluffy grey hair, and ramp like black horns. He stands 6'1 and is muscular and toned. He wears a black jeans, A leather belt with black iron buckle, A black leather jacket, no shirt underneath of that. A metal collar is around his neck, A long black chain is attached to that. He wears metal gloves with class like fingertips on his hands made of black metal. Metal caps of his horns are made of silver.
He surveys his surroundings for a moment before turning his attention back to the tavern and walking forward
Yazrin is training outside with his swords, dealing with three targets using his swords with surprising ease.
Xan watches and narrows his eyes
A set of five blows takes down one target, sending it reeling before it collapses in a heap of armor. He then drops into a roll, dodging a swing that should've taken off his head, before popping to his feet with his rapier and shortsword set above his head in an X, blocking a downward chop from the third target.
He flicks his tail and appears behind him "interesting" he says in his ear
Yazrin is startled noticeably, and, considering he's still in battle mode, his rapier flies out and lands at Xan's throat out of sheer reflex, before he vanishes in a whirl of mist, reappearing 30 feet away, his swords still at the ready. The two targets are obviously confused for a moment, as he reappeared far behind them.
Xan seems to move to the side with astounding agility "careful cutie" he said with a chuckle
Yazrin narrows his eyes. "Careful who you flirt with." He twirls his swords in his hands with practiced ease, before rushing back in to kill the other two targets, hitting them both where their necks would be, and, in accordance with the supposed fatal hit, they both drop in piles at his feet. With another twirl, he slides his swords back into their sheaths.
Xan watches and smiles "you good with those" he said with a smile
"I should be. I've had almost 300 years of experience with them."
"300? So your a aged elf hm? Like aged wine, it seem you got better"
He rolls his eyes. "Also a dragon slayer, and one who has killed several demon lords."
"Good thing I'm not a Demon though" he said
"You are an incubus, if I'm not mistaken." He says. His hands are still resting on the hilts of his swords.
"That I am, so smart" he said and curled around him like a snake would
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A young man appears from the woods. He has pale skin like porcelain, place blue eyes like pieces of ice, fluffy grey hair, and ramp like black horns. He stands 6'1 and is muscular and toned. He wears a black jeans, A leather belt with black iron buckle, A black leather jacket, no shirt underneath of that. A metal collar is around his neck, A long black chain is attached to that. He wears metal gloves with class like fingertips on his hands made of black metal. Metal caps of his horns are made of silver.
He surveys his surroundings for a moment before turning his attention back to the tavern and walking forward
Yazrin is training outside with his swords, dealing with three targets using his swords with surprising ease.
Xan watches and narrows his eyes
A set of five blows takes down one target, sending it reeling before it collapses in a heap of armor. He then drops into a roll, dodging a swing that should've taken off his head, before popping to his feet with his rapier and shortsword set above his head in an X, blocking a downward chop from the third target.
He flicks his tail and appears behind him "interesting" he says in his ear
Yazrin is startled noticeably, and, considering he's still in battle mode, his rapier flies out and lands at Xan's throat out of sheer reflex, before he vanishes in a whirl of mist, reappearing 30 feet away, his swords still at the ready. The two targets are obviously confused for a moment, as he reappeared far behind them.
Xan seems to move to the side with astounding agility "careful cutie" he said with a chuckle
Yazrin narrows his eyes. "Careful who you flirt with." He twirls his swords in his hands with practiced ease, before rushing back in to kill the other two targets, hitting them both where their necks would be, and, in accordance with the supposed fatal hit, they both drop in piles at his feet. With another twirl, he slides his swords back into their sheaths.
Xan watches and smiles "you good with those" he said with a smile
"I should be. I've had almost 300 years of experience with them."
"300? So your a aged elf hm? Like aged wine, it seem you got better"
He rolls his eyes. "Also a dragon slayer, and one who has killed several demon lords."
"Good thing I'm not a Demon though" he said
"You are an incubus, if I'm not mistaken." He says. His hands are still resting on the hilts of his swords.
"That I am, so smart" he said and curled around him like a snake would
"And a very persistent one too..." He grumbles, trying to extricate himself from his grasp.
A young man appears from the woods. He has pale skin like porcelain, place blue eyes like pieces of ice, fluffy grey hair, and ramp like black horns. He stands 6'1 and is muscular and toned. He wears a black jeans, A leather belt with black iron buckle, A black leather jacket, no shirt underneath of that. A metal collar is around his neck, A long black chain is attached to that. He wears metal gloves with class like fingertips on his hands made of black metal. Metal caps of his horns are made of silver.
He surveys his surroundings for a moment before turning his attention back to the tavern and walking forward
Yazrin is training outside with his swords, dealing with three targets using his swords with surprising ease.
Xan watches and narrows his eyes
A set of five blows takes down one target, sending it reeling before it collapses in a heap of armor. He then drops into a roll, dodging a swing that should've taken off his head, before popping to his feet with his rapier and shortsword set above his head in an X, blocking a downward chop from the third target.
He flicks his tail and appears behind him "interesting" he says in his ear
Yazrin is startled noticeably, and, considering he's still in battle mode, his rapier flies out and lands at Xan's throat out of sheer reflex, before he vanishes in a whirl of mist, reappearing 30 feet away, his swords still at the ready. The two targets are obviously confused for a moment, as he reappeared far behind them.
Xan seems to move to the side with astounding agility "careful cutie" he said with a chuckle
Yazrin narrows his eyes. "Careful who you flirt with." He twirls his swords in his hands with practiced ease, before rushing back in to kill the other two targets, hitting them both where their necks would be, and, in accordance with the supposed fatal hit, they both drop in piles at his feet. With another twirl, he slides his swords back into their sheaths.
Xan watches and smiles "you good with those" he said with a smile
"I should be. I've had almost 300 years of experience with them."
"300? So your a aged elf hm? Like aged wine, it seem you got better"
He rolls his eyes. "Also a dragon slayer, and one who has killed several demon lords."
"Good thing I'm not a Demon though" he said
"You are an incubus, if I'm not mistaken." He says. His hands are still resting on the hilts of his swords.
"That I am, so smart" he said and curled around him like a snake would
"And a very persistent one too..." He grumbles, trying to extricate himself from his grasp.
He smiles. "That I am, I have to be"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
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*me and cyno introed characters*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Xan watches and smiles "you good with those" he said with a smile
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
[[ aight imma commit an intro then ]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
He seems rather surprised, and continues singing, switching to harmonize with her beautifully, sending chills down her back and raising goosebumps with how perfectly he manages to match and harmonize while still singing the melody.
"I should be. I've had almost 300 years of experience with them."
She grins and chuckled "you are so good at this"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He smiles. "I'm nearly 400 years old, my love. I've had a lot of practice." He sets the guitar on the nightstand and leans over and kisses her.
"300? So your a aged elf hm? Like aged wine, it seem you got better"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He rolls his eyes. "Also a dragon slayer, and one who has killed several demon lords."
"Its really good though" she said
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Good thing I'm not a Demon though" he said
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
[[ hey elendon, might elendon the god be interested in having another angel? ]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
He smiles, a little shyly. "I know..." He looks her in the eyes. "I'm also good at other things though..." He says quietly, and a bit leadingly.
*Perhaps...*
*change over*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"You are an incubus, if I'm not mistaken." He says. His hands are still resting on the hilts of his swords.
*Yep.*
"That I am, so smart" he said and curled around him like a snake would
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"And a very persistent one too..." He grumbles, trying to extricate himself from his grasp.
He smiles. "That I am, I have to be"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]