Unwanted, unneeded

Tlantli Kimaris · 02-21-2012, 08:02 AM

[html]

(--)
Well MAYBE it'd stop hurting if you stopped putting so much PENIS there, GEN. i mean, jeez. |: |: |: |: loljk, ILU and it is difficult for me to resist the peen, too, for I am a huge skank. 8D 8D

Tlantli is by Alaine!

The flaxen coyote stiffened as the woman spoke of her reasoning for attending Salsola. A thin smile appeared on her lips, and she nodded. It was best to speak of Halifax alone and avoid mentioning their Boss altogether. Tlantli had not missed the woman's address, however, and she pondered a moment over letting this pass without comment. She decided it was best for Isabella's sake to speak up, and it was at no personal cost to Tlantli -- perhaps it might even gain her an ally. Be careful with his name -- he may grow surly if you speak it in public, she advised, uncertain of whether her fellow Salsolian was aware of such a strange policy. Once, Tlantli had been permitted to address him by name.

Halifax is dead, yes -- but there, Luperci may pluck the fallen fruits of humans, too, she said, her grin growing wider with the passing of the awkward subject. Tlantli did not know how good a job she'd done in disguising her discomfort with the Boss -- perhaps her stiffening and commentary bespoke her dislike of that particular subject, but then again, perhaps not. It was not hatred or dislike which drove her to this, but truly, discomfort -- thinking of him made her think of that bloody night and day and the pain of their children passing, unwelcome and brief, out of her body. It is good you sought this place. We need strength.

Login




Remember me Lost Password?