Suspicious of Strangers

N/A · 03-16-2014, 08:08 PM

The brute felt his smile grow. The girl took joy in his compliment, as he had hoped. He listened with interest to her words, bringing his eyes back to her. "What a nice thought. I must tell you, miss, it has been many years since I have thought of myself as young."

Hyperion mused over what she had said. Still young, he thought serenely, until the gods take me.

His gaze remained on the young female as her eyes traveled along the wall. Then she asked for his name. "I would be more than happy to tell you, young lady." Two golden eyes sparked with amusement. What a pleasant girl.

"My name is Hyperion."

Walk.
"Talk."Think.

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