by MigratingCoconut » Mon Sep 10, 2012 3:49 am
Charlatan noted every little detail about her. How she smiled, oh so charmingly. Her giggle, so innocent and pleasing; one that his presence had brought about. She was simply intoxicating. Instead of moving farther away, this time she advanced; not much but it was a start. And then she spoke, her lovely voice reaching him. But the words a bit aggravating. The hypocrisy of her statement, how she was pretending to be scared but none of her true movements showed that, not the fake and planned ones. He didn't linger long on that though for it didn't truly upset him. "Oh, I'm sorry. Am I not allowed to be happy every once in a while?" He watched the darling in a questioning way, slightly disappointed in her. And just like that, his whole stance changed. The drake was no longer relaxed and his posture was straightened into his looming height. Charlatan took a few bounding steps forwards in which his daggers slammed the geo in a suggestive way. He halted only when their chest cavities were nearly touching. The thin space between them almost tangible. He peered down at her. Grinning. His emotion somewhat balancing out his words and pose, emitting a cool about him. As he comprehended the little boundary, he was almost drunken with her so close. Charlatan lowered his skull closer to her, orbs almost level with her and maw so near. The situation could turn awkward or dangerous in an instance or completely opposite and amorous.
(So, I'm really sorry that that took so long. I don't want this rp to die.
...But, I really should be doing my homework.)
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1st soldier with a keen interest in birds: Are you suggesting coconuts migrate?
King Arthur: Not at all. They could be carried.
1st soldier with a keen interest in birds: What? A swallow carrying a coconut?
King Arthur: It could grip it by the husk!
1st soldier with a keen interest in birds: It's not a question of where he grips it! It's a simple question of weight ratios! A five ounce bird could not carry a one pound coconut.
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