08-14-2018, 11:56 PM
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A stranger to him and yet he had been so ready to welcome her, had shown himself to be a soul touched with kindness and generosity, something she found herself drawn to. In truth she was proud of him, watching as he flourished within the community, gaining a reputation as something beyond a mutant – though such a word might never cross her thoughts when it came to him, it meant nothing to her how he might look – and slowly she found herself wondering upon the prospect of family. Little had tempted her to once more seek out such a bond when the few she had allowed in had found a violent end, but something about this place spoke of a new chance, a way to start a life free of it all.
Her hum broke off as the familiar voice rose, lips curling into a smile which showed her teeth, the expression in those maroon eyes one of joy. “Of course you silly fish, please, come sit,” laughter touched her words and she gestured to the table, welcoming him to sit and eat. Sensing his hesitation to speak Ishayu thought better of beating around the bush and making him speak of it, rather she took it into her own hands, hoping he didn't mind her rather direct approach to the matter. “Now I heard you were looking for some work, I can't offer promises it will be quick but I am happy to make anything you need. And no, you will not need to pay so please do not fret about it, I enjoy my work and if it means helping a friend I am happy to do it for free.”
[ i'm so sorry this took so long to get back to, my muse was gone for a good while ]
A stranger to him and yet he had been so ready to welcome her, had shown himself to be a soul touched with kindness and generosity, something she found herself drawn to. In truth she was proud of him, watching as he flourished within the community, gaining a reputation as something beyond a mutant – though such a word might never cross her thoughts when it came to him, it meant nothing to her how he might look – and slowly she found herself wondering upon the prospect of family. Little had tempted her to once more seek out such a bond when the few she had allowed in had found a violent end, but something about this place spoke of a new chance, a way to start a life free of it all.
Her hum broke off as the familiar voice rose, lips curling into a smile which showed her teeth, the expression in those maroon eyes one of joy. “Of course you silly fish, please, come sit,” laughter touched her words and she gestured to the table, welcoming him to sit and eat. Sensing his hesitation to speak Ishayu thought better of beating around the bush and making him speak of it, rather she took it into her own hands, hoping he didn't mind her rather direct approach to the matter. “Now I heard you were looking for some work, I can't offer promises it will be quick but I am happy to make anything you need. And no, you will not need to pay so please do not fret about it, I enjoy my work and if it means helping a friend I am happy to do it for free.”
[ i'm so sorry this took so long to get back to, my muse was gone for a good while ]
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the wolves will chase you by the pale moonlight
[div style="font-size:8pt;color:#000;font-family:arial;margin-top:-10px"][color=#000]drunk & driven by the devil's hunger, drive your son like a railroad spike