How you doin?
Rava
09-21-2020, 09:47 AM
"Yeah!" he enthused in a slightly too loud voice. "Moon. Jellies." That was his attempt to explain what he was talking about. It made sense in his head. If she could just read his mind that would be great. The woman held out a bottle, which he accepted gladly and took as a good sign of her willingness to be with him. No one offered a drink to someone they didn't want to at the very least hang out with so even though her face suggested she was thinking about burrowing into the sand, Hyperion was heartened. It was time to see the jellies.
He took a big swig of her drink and then gave it back to her. Oh, that was good stuff. He was going to have to mooch off of her some more or find his own bottle. Hyperion jerked his head towards the water and said, "Come on, I'll show ya. They're pretty neat. Oh, my name's Hyperion by the way..." He paused and thought about it for a second, then with a playful grin, tossed out the words, "Bring that bottle with ya, eh?" If she didn't budge he would be tempted to give her a push in the right direction. This night was too wild to be a shy stick in the mud and he loathed the idea of leaving her to such a fate.
He took a big swig of her drink and then gave it back to her. Oh, that was good stuff. He was going to have to mooch off of her some more or find his own bottle. Hyperion jerked his head towards the water and said, "Come on, I'll show ya. They're pretty neat. Oh, my name's Hyperion by the way..." He paused and thought about it for a second, then with a playful grin, tossed out the words, "Bring that bottle with ya, eh?" If she didn't budge he would be tempted to give her a push in the right direction. This night was too wild to be a shy stick in the mud and he loathed the idea of leaving her to such a fate.
