Smile, it's the end of the world
08-22-2015, 10:34 PM
Nose to the wind, Valentine snuffed softly as he scented the breeze for a whiff of a patrol – if there even was one. He wouldn't be surprised if there wasn't. Arian struck him as the kind of person who wanted to be everyone's best friend and because of that, he didn't think she was capable of giving a firm command. It wouldn't surprise him if Sonticus was some kind of hippy dippy 'do whatevs you want' kind of pack. "Is it wrong that I want to fuck you so much right now?" All thought processes immediately ground to a screeching halt. He snuck a quick peek over his shoulder at Cascade. Was she serious? More importantly, was she crazy? They were trespassing on what he assumed was now enemy territory and now, now she wanted to what, sneak off for a tryst? The very thought of it was unwise! Not to mention crazy! What happened if someone found them while they were tied? They would be sitting ducks, open to attacks with limited ways to defend themselves. It was risky and downright dangerous. Unwise, unsafe, thorny, perilous. There were endless ways to describe just how chancy such an act would be. ...and that made it kind of hot. He was game. But how to get rid of the third wheel without putting her in harm's way? Cascade provided the idea and Valentine ran with it. "We'll split up," he said in a tone that left no room for questioning. "Cascade you will come inside and investigate with me. Birna, you will stay outside and serve as the lookout. If anyone comes alert us in whatever way you see fit.” He didn't want to box her into any one response. She was smart; she could assess the situation and come up with the best possible response available to her. |
NOTE: Valentine has a female striped skunk companion named Lefty. Unless stated otherwise assume she's present.