an original character,
penned by link.
a fireball really comes in handy sometimes . . . as we’ve learned .
a fireball really comes in handy sometimes . . . as we’ve learned .
( he watches her with a smile , gaze softening . )
i have a good arm , y’know ! but uh … fair point .
( he watches her with a smile , gaze softening . )
i have a good arm , y’know ! but uh … fair point .
( picking it up again , to stop the noise . )
i just uh. . . wanted to know what it felt like , y’know ?
( picking it up again , to stop the noise . )
i just uh. . . wanted to know what it felt like , y’know ?
( clanging . the sword has dropped . )
NOTHING !
( clanging . the sword has dropped . )
NOTHING !
( starts wildly swinging it . )
( starts wildly swinging it . )
Tymora’s Tits-!
Hello
“ your hands feel nice . “
shivers are sent down his spine , a smile tugging at the corner of his lips . ++
( looking down at him. The Echo is not immune to the wet animal stare. )
Tymora's Tits.
( Dropping the back of her hand onto his forehead. ) You're not ill. ( aaand the hair is going up and back through his hair )
Why do you look like a kicked dog ?
“ your hands feel nice . “
shivers are sent down his spine , a smile tugging at the corner of his lips . ++
( pouting . something wrong with this boy )
( pouting . something wrong with this boy )
anyway . hi wife .
[ wrapping his arms around her neck , nuzzling into the crook as she works . ]
anyway . hi wife .
[ wrapping his arms around her neck , nuzzling into the crook as she works . ]
i hope you know i will Not let you live this down , love .
i hope you know i will Not let you live this down , love .
well , i do , she’s right in front of me , but still. darling , i’m so sorry .
( actively trying not to laugh. )
well , i do , she’s right in front of me , but still. darling , i’m so sorry .
( actively trying not to laugh. )
we’re not married yet .
we’re not married yet .
he voice drops to a light whisper , as he leans back into her somewhat . was this an excuse for her to just play with his hair a bit ? sure — but did he really need his hair up ? yes or else he’d be a bitch about it all day .
( She’s making fun of him for all of three seconds before removing one hand to reach around and take his hair ribbon. )
I almost think I prefer your hair down.
please . . . ? i just cant fucking get it right and it’s pissing me off .
he voice drops to a light whisper , as he leans back into her somewhat . was this an excuse for her to just play with his hair a bit ? sure — but did he really need his hair up ? yes or else he’d be a bitch about it all day .
please . . . ? i just cant fucking get it right and it’s pissing me off .
Need some help there pretty boy?
please . . . ? i just cant fucking get it right and it’s pissing me off .
( smooth . cue him combing his fingers through his hair — totally as planned . )
( smooth . cue him combing his fingers through his hair — totally as planned . )