burning matches
04-25-2015, 08:29 PM
A strange manner of speaking teased at her audits, and the golden woman found herself tempted to walk away. She had no patience for one who spoke in such a manner, it took up too much time processing what he said for her to be bothered. He answered her, sure, but he didn't say things in a way that made immediate sense. Something like that could grow irritating quite quickly. Silence and loneliness. The dynamic duo. Never a very big issue, despite her being used to constant integration with masses. Sometimes she didn't mind being by herself. If she sought companionship, there were always ways to remedy that. He replied that he was free of worries, and she snorted. "What a delight that must be." Came her sarcastic drawl, rumbling from her maw like dim thunder. He then proceeded to ask why she was here, and the caramel behemoth shrugged heavily. "That would depend," she began lightly, glancing up at the male with cerulean orbs, "on whether or not I had somewhere I could call home." Another soft sigh, accompanied by the cracking of bones as she rolled her shoulders and arched her spine against the ice. Relief flooded her joints and vertebra. "Since I do not, I would have to say I am perfectly content." She finished finally, rolling her neck idly and fixing her sapphire gaze upon him once more. He inquired after her name, and she raised an eyebrow. "Is such a pleasantry necessary, love?" She asked softly, thunderous vocals shifting to something more akin to a croon. There was a moment of silence, where she figured this male to be one who did not play games and give fanciful titles in place of real names. "Sigyn Æsir," she introduced herself in low tones, bowing her great head elegantly, chin tipping close to her chest. "and yours?" She questioned, quirking a brow.
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