10-28-2015, 07:50 PM
Ash's eyes were on him, despite not having irises. She was listening to him intently, despite her bored look on her face. She would rather not censor herself, but she also knew of the racial prejudice of the people in this verse. More so than any other verse in some cases. Particularly towards anyone who wasn't obviously human. Say... A tiefling. With her horns, tail, and oddly colored skin, she was a flashing red light. Add her morbid weapons into the mix.. And well she was spot on for some demon like creature. All she needed was a pair of wings, and she could terrorize through town.
Unfortunately, that was the opposite of what Jaixe was saying at this exact moment. Instead of summoning up a costume pair of wings, she'd most likely summon up a cloak and hood. Probably purple.. To give the illusion she had wealth. As a Prime, that shouldn't be unbelievable. "Fine.. I'll be on my best behavior." She promised, with a groan. She looked over, noticing he was touching his own pointed ears. They weren't as exaggerated as her own, and barely stood out in her opinion, though to anyone on the look for a non-human to beat down he might look like a nice target. "Your hair hides your ears, so just don't bring attention to them." She commented, bringing her hands to her frontal pointed horns. "Mine aren't so easily hidden.. I wonder if I cut them off, would they grow back due to the natural healing of Primes?" She thought out loud as the entered the shade of the forest.
It was instantly easier to look around, and cooled off rather quickly now that the sun was cut from her skin. She was not the intuition type, normally, but she also could sense something was a miss. She acted as normal though, as normal as it was for her. Relaxed, bored almost. Uninterested in the world around her. But even she caught the shadows moving around them. She glanced over at him finally when he spoke, noticing his tensed position. His rigid back, his eyes not on her or where they were going, the orange glowing in the shade.. She tried to comprehend his words, and could only guess the man in armor.. "You mean this isn't our chance to meet Robin Hood and he Merry Men?" She asked, slipping her feet from the straps at the horse's side.
"I guess that wouldn't make sense.. Would it? We have no riches to give to the poor, nor any history of taking more than a fair share from them." She added thoughtfully, touching her chin.
Unfortunately, that was the opposite of what Jaixe was saying at this exact moment. Instead of summoning up a costume pair of wings, she'd most likely summon up a cloak and hood. Probably purple.. To give the illusion she had wealth. As a Prime, that shouldn't be unbelievable. "Fine.. I'll be on my best behavior." She promised, with a groan. She looked over, noticing he was touching his own pointed ears. They weren't as exaggerated as her own, and barely stood out in her opinion, though to anyone on the look for a non-human to beat down he might look like a nice target. "Your hair hides your ears, so just don't bring attention to them." She commented, bringing her hands to her frontal pointed horns. "Mine aren't so easily hidden.. I wonder if I cut them off, would they grow back due to the natural healing of Primes?" She thought out loud as the entered the shade of the forest.
It was instantly easier to look around, and cooled off rather quickly now that the sun was cut from her skin. She was not the intuition type, normally, but she also could sense something was a miss. She acted as normal though, as normal as it was for her. Relaxed, bored almost. Uninterested in the world around her. But even she caught the shadows moving around them. She glanced over at him finally when he spoke, noticing his tensed position. His rigid back, his eyes not on her or where they were going, the orange glowing in the shade.. She tried to comprehend his words, and could only guess the man in armor.. "You mean this isn't our chance to meet Robin Hood and he Merry Men?" She asked, slipping her feet from the straps at the horse's side.
"I guess that wouldn't make sense.. Would it? We have no riches to give to the poor, nor any history of taking more than a fair share from them." She added thoughtfully, touching her chin.
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Warning: Anything that involves Ash should be rated M. Possibly higher.
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