Paradise, Perhaps?
12-01-2013, 01:56 AM
Why did he get an increasingly potent desire for the psychos? Well, that was a good question that wouldn't be answered with any variant of psychological study, because as luck would have it Gideon was no typical man and he certainly wasn't the typical choice for a broad like Chrysanthe. It was quite evident she could have done better (in personality--for Gideon was incomparable visually. Chrysanthe was one lucky doll.). Regardless of the argument at hand, Gideon knew he'd follow his little psych anywhere she wanted to go. Actually, he guessed he'd lead her...at least on the left side. ...blind jokes were not appropriate. Well, not allowed he could make them in his head. Which seemed to be the best option. Gideon had a particular inclination to smirk when he was amused by thoughts and yeah--he had every intention of ripping Isardis's fucking throat out through his ass, but it didn't mean he wouldn't play the situation as calm as he had anything else. Chill. Calm. Gideon. That was the spice of life. Of course, his decision to follow her would promptly become regrettable as they neared water. "Well...balls," he didn't particularly enjoy swimming as it had a tendency to make him look like a wet dog (go figure) Praying that it wasn't what it seemed he broke a smirk across his face and stared at her, "If you wanted to get wet...all you had to do was come at me, baby," the jest was made and of course it was meant exactly as it came across, but it was just them. Now had Erani been there Gideon was quite aware of the fact he would have been promptly slapped across the face and made to apologize or act like a proper gentleman. She was mother nazi in his mind. But-eh, she was alright. She had Chrysanthe's best intentions at heart and Gideon had a feeling that was all that mattered. "Better....be....close...." As he pushed through the waters (well aware of the giant freaking island, for he wasn't blind like chrysanthe) he stared at the shores. What was she planning? One didn't randomly just stand up and decide it was time for a family outing on the river banks. It wasn't particularly interesting to him--but he would give her the benefit of the doubt hoping that he could -see- the beauty here. |