
"Oh for by the God's mercy..." Kreig sighed as he saw the red headed fluff ball come at him ' Why oh why do these odd days just keep bloody happening?' Fate was laughing at him, he knew it was... there can be no petching way it wasn't with the way it kept sending him days like these ' I haven't seen flailing like that since that Osd fellow back in Sunberth.... though to be fair she did at least have the idea to throw her punches AT me rather than whatever looked like a target' He was mumbling silently as he side stepped away from the red headed storm.
He especially wanted to avoid her snapping jaws, she was like a snapping turtle.... a red headed turtle with anger issues and who was quite certainly testing his patience ' Alright, I'm clearly not going to be able to get her to shut the petch up and just come back to the city with me quietly, doomed from damn bloody beginning. I'd hit her but quite frankly I think if I just move about I can just tire her out, might as well get something out of this....maybe its worth a chuckle or two
"Petch lass, what in the damn bloody world is your damn bloody problem. I'm telling you its damn dangerous out in the forest, petch, your acting like a toddler who's favorite toy I've taken or reaaaally doesn't want a bath" He truly wondered if these manners of hers came from the parents, if not then they must have had a fun time raising her. He wondered if wherever she came from offered reimbursement for temperamental children who clearly snuck out of Rhysol's womb that is if Rhysol was a woman anyway.
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He especially wanted to avoid her snapping jaws, she was like a snapping turtle.... a red headed turtle with anger issues and who was quite certainly testing his patience ' Alright, I'm clearly not going to be able to get her to shut the petch up and just come back to the city with me quietly, doomed from damn bloody beginning. I'd hit her but quite frankly I think if I just move about I can just tire her out, might as well get something out of this....maybe its worth a chuckle or two
"Petch lass, what in the damn bloody world is your damn bloody problem. I'm telling you its damn dangerous out in the forest, petch, your acting like a toddler who's favorite toy I've taken or reaaaally doesn't want a bath" He truly wondered if these manners of hers came from the parents, if not then they must have had a fun time raising her. He wondered if wherever she came from offered reimbursement for temperamental children who clearly snuck out of Rhysol's womb that is if Rhysol was a woman anyway.
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