Faryn at 06:09, 28 September 2015

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Faryn at 06:08, 28 September 2015

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 "You never know." Ominous? Cryptic? Z'kiel's back to being unreadable and grim again, because those words are utterly deadpan in contrast to her laugh. It's Ahtzudaeth's snort that breaks it all again and he cuffs the bronze firmly. His thwarted tongue-poke is taken in stride; no skin off his hide if he can't get a finger on it. "Good," is grunted for the rest; perhaps for the ''fear'' aspect. Or, maybe, just for the notion of ''others'' believing it. But soft? He's not even going to touch that. She'll just have to bear the brunt of an expression that's conflicted more than anything. "Been a rough time for you," is noted-slash-observed and he starts to push away from the bronze island and toward the shore. "Be easier now. Should be, anyway. ''He'' seems to think so. Got food and towels in my pack. If you ask nicely, Ahtzudaeth might catch some fish."
-"Like I said. Weird." Faryn's agreement is a brisk and undertoned, "Yeah," for her circumstances, but she doesn't care to linger. Although she lacks the doe eyes of some, or the effortlessly innocent grace of others, she tries nevertheless to look at Ahtzudaeth and bat her lashes with a smile that is supposed to be sweet. Instead, it's cheeky as all getout. "Ahtzudaeth, could you ''please'' catch some fish?" She'll even cut a look at Grimface McGee, to see if her silly simpering makes him break character again. Then she's sliding off Ahtzudaeth's forepaw and into the water, with one more splash for good measure as she rolls into a position to swim to shore and an equally cheeky, "Whoops, ''sorry''," before she puts on speed towards the shore.
+"Like I said. Weird." Faryn's agreement is a brisk and undertoned, "Yeah," for her circumstances, but she doesn't care to linger. Although she lacks the doe eyes of some, or the effortlessly innocent grace of others, she tries nevertheless to look at Ahtzudaeth and bat her lashes with a smile that is supposed to be sweet. Instead, it's cheeky as all getout. "Ahtzudaeth, could you ''please'' catch some fish?" She'll even cut a look at Grimface McGee, to see if her silly simpering makes him break character again. Then she's sliding off Ahtzudaeth's forepaw and into the water, with one more splash for good measure and an equally cheeky, "Whoops, ''sorry''," before she puts on speed towards the shore.
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Faryn at 06:09, 28 September 2015

Faryn at 06:08, 28 September 2015

Faryn: Created page with "{{Log |who=Faryn, Z'kiel |what=It's not winter in Southern, family is what you make it, the past is the past and laughter is contagious. |where=Main Beach, Southern Weyr |day=..."