The Vicious Cycle 1x1

[lavender moon]

Even though the gods sometimes made her uneasy, Dawn decided to be a bit brave and walk through the town, admiring the beauty of it all. She just hoped no one would pull her aside or cause a scene similar to the one of the first night she had worn normal clothing around. She’d be back to the castle soon anyways so she wasn’t too worried.

[SpotSong]

Yes well life didn't work that way now did it? Her hand was grabbed and she was pulled towards a man with blond hair and goatee. "Hello darling" he mused kindly.

[SpotSong]

He raised a brow looking at her and chuckled a bit. "Right well what's your name then? Clearly you aren't from around here" he mused gesturing to her.

[lavender moon]

“It doesn’t matter where I’m from or what my name is. Those are of no use to you. Now, let go.” She demanded in a frustrated tone. She needed to find a way out of this. This god wasn’t even doing anything terrible. He was just being annoying. She was grateful that he was only being annoying at least. Hopefully it would stay that way. She had this sickening feeling it wouldn’t though.

[SpotSong]

He frowned. "Hey calm down little lady" he said still holding onto her. "My name is Fandral. I usually get all the ladies around here but you are rather stubborn aren't you"?

[lavender moon]

She huffed again. He didn’t seem threatening now that she was calmer and thinking more clearly. “I’m not from ‘around here’. I’m not a god either. And, where I come from, sometimes it’s good to be a little stubborn.” She responded, now pulling her arm away. She was just a tad bit feisty sometimes.

[SpotSong]

He sighed looking over her carefully. "Let's see... Earth am I correct?" he decided upon her clothing and body tupe.

[lavender moon]

“Ah, so you aren’t all stupid. How’d you know? Wait, don’t tell me, it was the clothes right?” Most of her remark was sarcastic and sassy. She was only sweet and respectful when she needed to be. This wasn’t one of those times. She just spoke what came to mind.

[SpotSong]

"Yes but also your body. Many of the Midgardian have curves in different places" he told her and gave her a charming smile.

[lavender moon]

She blushed slightly. It wouldn’t have been noticing unless you were looking for her blushing though. She rolled her blue eyes. “Right. And, about me being stubborn, Fahd what happens when you grow up on the streets of New York City.” She told him, flipping her hair over to her shoulder.