He shakes his head “Those two have always been manipulative, an it usually works, but you aren’t like anyone I’ve ever met, you’re strong beyond belief, and radiantly beautiful to match.”
She giggles madly, her checks and ears turning red. "I am not beautiful. I am quite ugly."
“You ain’t ugly at all, the fact that you think that means I apparently don’t love ya enough. I’ll have to fix that.” He refills their drinks.
She downs in a few sips and chuckles "I know you love me."
He downs another, planning on getting himself drunk tonight “Then you better love yourself, or I’ll have to love you harder until you do.”
"It's hard to love myself.. I know what I am." She said, wringing her hands
“And I don’t give to [gp]s what you are, I’ll love ya to the ends of every plane either way.”
She blinks and attacks him, kissing him all over his face.
He lets her do so, holding her across the waist and leaning back in his chair, pulling her with him.
She nuzzles against the crook of his neck "Indotn deserve you.. you're amazing.."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"I'll probably try my hand at practicing it as well. I wasn't really aware of magic in my first life, and my... 'second' I never got the chance. But to answer your question, I'm doing pretty good. You?"
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
He shakes his head “Those two have always been manipulative, an it usually works, but you aren’t like anyone I’ve ever met, you’re strong beyond belief, and radiantly beautiful to match.”
She giggles madly, her checks and ears turning red. "I am not beautiful. I am quite ugly."
“You ain’t ugly at all, the fact that you think that means I apparently don’t love ya enough. I’ll have to fix that.” He refills their drinks.
She downs in a few sips and chuckles "I know you love me."
He downs another, planning on getting himself drunk tonight “Then you better love yourself, or I’ll have to love you harder until you do.”
"It's hard to love myself.. I know what I am." She said, wringing her hands
“And I don’t give to [gp]s what you are, I’ll love ya to the ends of every plane either way.”
She blinks and attacks him, kissing him all over his face.
He lets her do so, holding her across the waist and leaning back in his chair, pulling her with him.
She nuzzles against the crook of his neck "Indotn deserve you.. you're amazing.."
“I deserve you as much as you deserve me, a you’re easily more amazin’ than I’ll ever be.”
"Why thank you. My employers despised me for it. Said it wasn't French enough for a chef. Now," he claps his hands, "I need money, and judging by your curse, you need a way to get fresh meat without having to worry about authorities. They likely aren't so much a problem as a minor nuisance, given your strength, but someone of your stature need not bother themselves with such inconveniences. As someone who is both highly desperate and equally skilled, I would like to help. I will put it quite simply: would you like to get first pick at any game I bring in? You'd be buying it wholesale, of course, meaning much cheaper and fresher than most vendors would dare sell."
She tilts her head, sitting in the ground “I would love to be buy some meat from you. I’ve got money to spare, an’ I like you. You’re civil, an’ your accent is cute.” She gives him a wide grin, tossing a stone in her hands “Takin’ some food would be real nice, an’ you need it as much as I do.”
He looks a bit odd as he grins, revealing his own fangs. "It is settled then. I shall bring you fresh kills whenever I have the fortune to get them. It pleases me to have such a great first client. Of course, in the far-flung future, you may have to pay a bit extra for the service once everyone wants it, as I am certain they will. But as it stands, you will receive this service for free. I hope you will enjoy it as much as I certainly will."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"I'll probably try my hand at practicing it as well. I wasn't really aware of magic in my first life, and my... 'second' I never got the chance. But to answer your question, I'm doing pretty good. You?"
"Good for you, I am glad." She chuckles and cracks her knuckles "I could let you borrow my cane if you'd like. Good for focusing magical energy.'
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"Lycanthropic thread! I never considered the ramifications of hunting werewolves before, but now that I know that it exists, I really must purchase it. I have enough for two spools, and the rest will have to be saved for the acquisition of nourishment. My old masters taught that phrase. Sounds much more eloquent than 'buying food.'" He reaches into his bag and draws out eight silver pieces.
"Oh, hunting, no! I provide a few friends with tonics that allow them to keep a clear mind while transformed, and in exchange, I get fur clippings. I harm nobody, unless they steal from me." He opens his paw to recieive the 6 silver, the two spools in the other paw.
He hands over the payment. "Ah, an easy trade, as this one is. How serendipitous that we may meet exactly when I need your services. I hope I can encounter your low prices and fine wares in the future. You may have just saved my life, after all."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Xan is dressed in long black skinny jeans, a brown loose sweater, and a black cardigan, sitting outside and vaping while he looks around for something to do.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"I'll probably try my hand at practicing it as well. I wasn't really aware of magic in my first life, and my... 'second' I never got the chance. But to answer your question, I'm doing pretty good. You?"
"Good for you, I am glad." She chuckles and cracks her knuckles "I could let you borrow my cane if you'd like. Good for focusing magical energy.'
"That sounds lovely. Thank you. What would you say is a good starting point for someone looking into the arcane?"
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
He blinks, look confused and a bit concerned "Are you alright? What happened?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
She nuzzles against the crook of his neck "Indotn deserve you.. you're amazing.."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
(you want to rp wendo)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I am failure and perfection
Without grace, but I am tired
Of walking life like it's a wire
*Sure :D*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Snippet for Stroth and KK*
"I'll probably try my hand at practicing it as well. I wasn't really aware of magic in my first life, and my... 'second' I never got the chance. But to answer your question, I'm doing pretty good. You?"
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
“I deserve you as much as you deserve me, a you’re easily more amazin’ than I’ll ever be.”
*Sorry yall, I’ve gtg, I’ll continue tomorrow, Love all of yall, see yall later.*
He looks a bit odd as he grins, revealing his own fangs. "It is settled then. I shall bring you fresh kills whenever I have the fortune to get them. It pleases me to have such a great first client. Of course, in the far-flung future, you may have to pay a bit extra for the service once everyone wants it, as I am certain they will. But as it stands, you will receive this service for free. I hope you will enjoy it as much as I certainly will."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Good for you, I am glad." She chuckles and cracks her knuckles "I could let you borrow my cane if you'd like. Good for focusing magical energy.'
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
(can i have xan)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I am failure and perfection
Without grace, but I am tired
Of walking life like it's a wire
"Oh! I thought you got hurt!" He lets out a sigh of relief.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He hands over the payment. "Ah, an easy trade, as this one is. How serendipitous that we may meet exactly when I need your services. I hope I can encounter your low prices and fine wares in the future. You may have just saved my life, after all."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Xan is dressed in long black skinny jeans, a brown loose sweater, and a black cardigan, sitting outside and vaping while he looks around for something to do.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"That sounds lovely. Thank you. What would you say is a good starting point for someone looking into the arcane?"
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"That is certainly a way to do it. I mean, it's the reason I cursed you to begin with, but it's not an invalid way of thinking."
It tilts its head. "Why should I?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Hey, Yvonne, wanna RP? If you're a little full up on that, though, I'm good.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.