Fear Me, Consume Me
" words of a god"
"words of ramses"
![Flowers in Chania](http://i67.tinypic.com/svhohz.png)
Mature themed character; thread at your own risk
Ramses is a 50" venemous Cottonmouth snake present all the time unless stated otherwise
Her icy pools looked down into the water once more, thinking that it might be a good spot to fish. Despite the frigid temperatures, her long and fluffy coat kept most of the cold away so she could focus on her life. When a fish happened to present itself to her, she quickly went downwards upon it, her canines biting into it's cold flesh as it wiggled trying to break free, but, after some time it went limp as she set it down in front of her as she lied down with her prize.
" words of a god"
"words of ramses"
![Flowers in Chania](http://i67.tinypic.com/svhohz.png)
Mature themed character; thread at your own risk
Ramses is a 50" venemous Cottonmouth snake present all the time unless stated otherwise
"Tha coltas gu bheil miann bàis ort. Bidh an fuachd gu cinnteach ag iarraidh ort ma dh'fhuiricheas tu a-staigh an sin ro fhada. Tha thu gu math bog airson seo a dhèanamh leat fhèin agus bidh a bhith a 'smaoineachadh gu bheil do Dhia a' gabhail ris an seo." In no way was the dame trying to be rude, but knowing he probably doesn't know her language, she might as well speak as much English as she knew. At least the brute wouldn't know she called him dumb, but, she would consider herself as such if she thought swimming in cold temperatures would be a good idea. He seemed to be having fun, so if he wished to risk a limb and throw caution to the wind, she wouldn't give a damn, it was his loss.
English Translation: "You seem to have a death wish. The cold will certainly claim you if you stay in there for too long. You're quite dumb for doing this to yourself and thinking your God will be accepting of this."
It was not long until the sound of another voice reached his audits, gloriously pointing towards the sky. A female, no less. He did not turn in his paths however his auditory system retorted involuntarly towards the source of the melodious sonnates. What a foolish mortal you must be if you expect a reply to a language I do not understand. came the deep baritones of the man made grave by his own shivering.
" words of a god"
"words of ramses"
![Flowers in Chania](http://i67.tinypic.com/svhohz.png)
Mature themed character; thread at your own risk
Ramses is a 50" venemous Cottonmouth snake present all the time unless stated otherwise
"Foolish? No. I not one freezing their balls off," she retorted. Simple and to the point. She didn't want to enrage him or cause a scene, but she was speaking truth so how could she not be a fool right now? Her eyes stayed locked onto the shining brute. "I catch food, you may have," she stated, standing up and pushing it a bit closer to the male before going and giving him some space once she got out of the water. Now, if he was to say he didn't eat, she would definitely feel like she found a lunatic.
Upon the land it might have been even worse. Cold stalked the man like a specter death, the bitter wind laughed as it tore right to his beating heart and turned his blood to icy sludge. Even his muscles began to ache and grind like the cogs in old machine but he was still able to register the woman sounds. A fool I am not, love. masculine baritones erupted from the back of his throat, ivories chattered all the while his pads drew him nearer, closing the distance between them. However, never claimed to be sane. a fail attempt at a charming smirk painted his handsome facade, his mane now clung to his feline-like bodice as the rest of his egyptian silk tendrils. He lessened his pace before he came to a halt, deciding to sit on his haunches next to the offering. Even this mortal seemed to know of his royal heritage and thus offered him a sacrifice like it was meant to a God. It is not much but it shall do. he chattered away, waiting for her to approach. Not that he got a better look at her she was not that bad, some might even say pretty. Her sandy pigmentation was a delight to his own gaze fore it resembled the desert and desert habitants that he still cared for deeply.
" words of a god"
"words of ramses"
![Flowers in Chania](http://i67.tinypic.com/svhohz.png)
Mature themed character; thread at your own risk
Ramses is a 50" venemous Cottonmouth snake present all the time unless stated otherwise
She got a little closer to him, but not much as her icy gaze focused on his silver orbs. They were quite fascinating as with everything about him, but, he would have to try much better than that if he was going to want her to do anything else. "I, Orabelle, you?" She spoke, her scottish accent very noticeable now as she tried her best to ask his name. Her fluffy tail curled around her bodice as she stayed lying down. "Also, why swim, it too cold." She stated, her eyes not leaving his own, almost as if she were trying to put him in her own little trance whIle in reality he just had her full attention.
" words of a god"
"words of ramses"
![Flowers in Chania](http://i67.tinypic.com/svhohz.png)
Mature themed character; thread at your own risk
Ramses is a 50" venemous Cottonmouth snake present all the time unless stated otherwise
"Ra," she repeated, nodding her head in understanding of the name. "It nice. And ritual, almost make you dead, like fish," she spoke; trying to lighten the mood around them. Things did start off on the wrong foot, but she hoped that things would get better as they got to know each other a bit more. "Sorry for earlier, spoke native tongue, English not first language," she explained, knowing he would obviously know that due to earlier when he was out in the water. "I teach language, if you want."
I come from a far, far away land called Egypt. he shifted his weight considerably so, in such a way that she was almost covering him like a blanket despise her lithe, smaller size. The ancient heritage I possess required us to purify ourselves from the mortal filth or else we risk to get severly ill. he explained slowly, making sure she grasped and digested his words completely and the heavy meaning behind it. They were celestial beast, monstrosities that were not meant to roam the Earth and yet they had been casted away from their Grace and landed upon this realm. Mortal filth and inpurity was toxic and some might say even lethal for them. Teach me your language, mortal and in exchange I shall teach you about my ways. he offered an exchange, at least a quiet and peaceful one before his body got back to his normal mobility.
" words of a god"
"words of ramses"
![Flowers in Chania](http://i67.tinypic.com/svhohz.png)
Mature themed character; thread at your own risk
Ramses is a 50" venemous Cottonmouth snake present all the time unless stated otherwise
"Some mortals not bad. All things have filth, some have more than others," she spoke, looking to the waterfall as she watched it's beauty for a bit before looking back to the male now known as Ra. "You touch me, I be filthy then to you," her head tilted slightly. Though he ask for help and yet he compares her kind to filth? Rude again she must say. "I teach language, start basic." Her eyes shifted to the fish she had caught for him. "Fish in my tongue is iasg," her scottish tone and accent escaping her voice.
" words of a god"
"words of ramses"
![Flowers in Chania](http://i67.tinypic.com/svhohz.png)
Mature themed character; thread at your own risk
Ramses is a 50" venemous Cottonmouth snake present all the time unless stated otherwise
"Hope you warm now. Tell me, what good about your belief," she stated, cranium half tiled to the side as she listened. Even though she was sure she would have to suffer the cold just as he did, at least her form was more adapted to cold climates and temperatures unlike this desert wanderer. He may think of her as filth and a 'mortal', but in her eyes he was the same thing. It was good to think highly of one's self, but she was sure that despite his beliefs it would one day be the death of him. Sue just hoped it would be later rather than sooner, since she knew many who could bring one such as him to their knees if they could, but she would play this lust-filled brute's game.
Good and bad do not exists, love. his gaze locked onto her as she shifted his weight, removing her from him fore he no longer needed her warmth for the moment. There are only actions, consequences and the story we tell ourself they mean. dark baritones leave his ebn lips, his shoulder blades roll backwards, puffing his chest as the egyptian silk tendrils of sand and brown started to slowly regain their volum, making him appear more and more like the lion he was. Creeping was were the shadows that wrapped around the sneaky reptile, his companion; Ramses slithered towards the woman tail in silence and if not noticed by her he would make it down towards the base of her tail before letting his presence be known.
" words of a god"
"words of ramses"
![Flowers in Chania](http://i67.tinypic.com/svhohz.png)
Mature themed character; thread at your own risk
Ramses is a 50" venemous Cottonmouth snake present all the time unless stated otherwise
"Seen bad, know there are bad, you have beliefs not same as me. Not look down on you cause of it. But, every action has reaction, such as way we met." She spoke, her voice being a little bit serious but still held a gentleness to it as she locked eyes with him for a moment before looking to the waterfall for a couple moments, shifting her cranium to look at him with interest once again. "Hate mortals, yet talk to one. Why not find more like you if so high and mighty? No disrespect meant, curious is all. You say we filth, but everyone have filth, whether looks or personality."