as the animal kings breathe their terror upon you
05-05-2014, 01:24 PM
"Ja, miniatyr helvetet." Foreign lyrics would pour from the man's tattered lips before he would continue, this time in the English tongue. "What else would I mean by that?" The pearly woman would speak, a chuckle following him lying down. "Ye. Det ?r ung dam." Once more, the foreign lyrics would pour, this time in a shorter phrase than before. Playfully evil lime eyes would look into the femme's own blue orbs, a grin playing along his lips. "I probably should teach you some of the northern tongue." Heavy Swedish accent would slur the words into seemingly gibberish, but if the fae was listening closely, she could understand. "Speech" |