12-31-2009, 05:58 PM
[html]she is very silly indeed XD. sorry for major slow!
The fruity drink? Well, obviously it was made from some sort of fruit, then. And the only fruit that Tokyo had any first hand encounters with thus far in life was grapes. Thus, it really wasn't a hard deduction to make that wine was made of grapes. So if she had known what wine was, surely she would have known what it was made of. Simple logic.
Strange what Slay said wine did to a wolf, though. How could a simple drink have the power to alter behavior? It unsettled her in no small bit. She had always been fairly apathetic towards human beverages and food products; now, though, she would surely be wary. If she ingested the wrong thing.. her careful careful control over her facial expressions, her very words, might slip, if he was telling the truth. And stumbling a lot was not graceful. "That stuff just sounds terrible. I can't believe anyone would ever drink that by choice." Very serious intonation. Maybe the drink was some sort of punishment, to chastise those who had been bad by forcing them to act like idiots? Tokyo shivered at the thought. That was just terrible.
"What's a church, exactly, besides just a name for a building?" She had already expressed ignorance once, and this guy Slay seemed to know things, so she might as well press him for more information. It always seemed to unnatural to her, to stick oneself in a man-made construct, with strange walls and weird furniture. No, natural dens were the only thing for her.
The fruity drink? Well, obviously it was made from some sort of fruit, then. And the only fruit that Tokyo had any first hand encounters with thus far in life was grapes. Thus, it really wasn't a hard deduction to make that wine was made of grapes. So if she had known what wine was, surely she would have known what it was made of. Simple logic.
Strange what Slay said wine did to a wolf, though. How could a simple drink have the power to alter behavior? It unsettled her in no small bit. She had always been fairly apathetic towards human beverages and food products; now, though, she would surely be wary. If she ingested the wrong thing.. her careful careful control over her facial expressions, her very words, might slip, if he was telling the truth. And stumbling a lot was not graceful. "That stuff just sounds terrible. I can't believe anyone would ever drink that by choice." Very serious intonation. Maybe the drink was some sort of punishment, to chastise those who had been bad by forcing them to act like idiots? Tokyo shivered at the thought. That was just terrible.
"What's a church, exactly, besides just a name for a building?" She had already expressed ignorance once, and this guy Slay seemed to know things, so she might as well press him for more information. It always seemed to unnatural to her, to stick oneself in a man-made construct, with strange walls and weird furniture. No, natural dens were the only thing for her.