Gone to the Birds
02-28-2015, 12:04 AM
His words were well natured, though asking her to please speak slow. Ah... So he was not as familiar with common as she thought at first. Rainbow would focus her attention on the male as he searched for the words to address her. It seemed too that he was indeed not sent by the Lyennian gods, and he would sound apologetic as he hinted at his own dislike of such things. The female would give a small, knowing nod. "They are, though they have not done me much good either." She might mention them, but really she had never seen any proof of their existence in this realm. It was a shame, honestly. She would also slow her speech at his request, her sharp gaze trailing over him.
"Mithras... It is a good name." The female would offer her own smile, though a bit of a sad one. "Those of my homeland call me Rainbow Syndrome. Though you may call me Rainbow." The female would tilt her head to the side, frowning some.
"Where do you hail from? Your words too, are foreign... the ones you spoke first." |
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