When we are free
Tyr
04-10-2021, 10:26 AM
Tyriminions? He grimaced. That was something he didn't even want to think about. At times he found the idea thrilling and at others, terrifying - the latter being the reason he thought himself not ready to pursue such a course. That was far too serious a personal investment for where he thought himself to be in life. Someday, maybe. "You first with the Sparraminions, then we'll talk. Maybe we do a minion swap someday." He chuckled with Sparrow over her plans to revisit the packs. Going with her and raising a little hell did appeal to him, but she was a few years too late to recruit him for the endeavor. Tyrian did wonder how different things would have been if she had gotten her band first. Would he be a pirate today? It seemed plausible. "Girls, you say?" He scratched at his chest lightly, his eyes on the sky as he pretended to take her request seriously. "I think I can manage that. Food too." Come to think of it, he did know just the girl for this party. Girls plural might be a bit of a stretch but if he had his guess, bringing Keetie would be like bringing a pack of ladies. "I'm sure you'll have it covered but I think I can rustle up some of Jupiter's booze too." "" |