he's no good, girl, no good for you
05-22-2014, 06:59 AM
Be good. Don't misbehave. Don't act like a fool. Be mature. Be a man. Speak properly. Stand straight. The words of his mother and father swam in his head, albeit in very different tones than they'd actually been uttered. He growled, the noise resonating in the caverns. There was a chill in the air, enough to cool the southern boy considerably had he not already been hot with frustration. The once-King had taken to the shadowlands of Alacritia, keeping his nose to the ground and his body - above all else - out of sight. He'd done it again, gone and run off to find himself. Why he expected this time to work more than the others, he had no clue, but here he was. Miles and miles of land separated him from Epiphron, but certainly not hours and hours. He could easily go back, but the thought never truly crossed his mind. He didn't want to go back, anyway, not without some newfound hope to get him through the next year. Not with some adventure to remind him who he was. Not without something, anything. The scent of a woman ensnared his senses, drawing him forth slowly but steadily. There was little hesitation in his saunter - he was beyond hesitation. She smelled strongly of estrogen, in the sense that she seemed to be in heat. She also smelled incredibly enticing, and for a moment he found himself enraptured before he'd even seen her. Then she appeared, a figure in the distance - dark and foreboding - hidden almost completely save for the outline of her form. "Hello," he uttered, a near-hunger in his tone. "Speech." |
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