05-06-2015, 06:39 PM
there's no religion that could save me
no matter how long my knees are on the floor
i'll pick up these broken pieces 'til i'm bleeding
if that'll make it right
Kreios answers eagerly, something for which Nihlus is glad. So far they haven’t quite managed to get off on the right foot – err, hoof – but the Dale obviously strikes passion in the large, might I say handsome stallion. His good looks were a distraction, I will admit, but considering the manner of their conversation, Nihlus assumes that flirtations really are not warranted.
"I really ought to visit one of these days,” He remarks, as though suggesting that Kreios might take him. "It sounds like the Valley, except less… evil.” Smooth, Nihlus. Great word choice.
Without missing a beat, the few-spot man begins explaining his heritage. Nihlus’s lips quirk into a half-smile which threatens to explode into one of his chaotic, unorthodox grins. But we couldn’t let that happen, now could we? Kreios might just fall in love, and we can’t have that for a prince of Beqanna.
"Impressive,” He remarks with an appraising look. "I knew there was royal blood all over Beqanna, but I never thought to find some so… Good looking.” What was that about holding back the flirtatious remarks? I forget! "Speaking of looks…” A curiosity suddenly enters his electric blue eyes, their glow almost visibly intensifying. "Are you related to one Kratos? You two have a terribly great resemblance, though I must say that your manners are far more complementary than his. He's a bit of a douchebag.”
"I really ought to visit one of these days,” He remarks, as though suggesting that Kreios might take him. "It sounds like the Valley, except less… evil.” Smooth, Nihlus. Great word choice.
Without missing a beat, the few-spot man begins explaining his heritage. Nihlus’s lips quirk into a half-smile which threatens to explode into one of his chaotic, unorthodox grins. But we couldn’t let that happen, now could we? Kreios might just fall in love, and we can’t have that for a prince of Beqanna.
"Impressive,” He remarks with an appraising look. "I knew there was royal blood all over Beqanna, but I never thought to find some so… Good looking.” What was that about holding back the flirtatious remarks? I forget! "Speaking of looks…” A curiosity suddenly enters his electric blue eyes, their glow almost visibly intensifying. "Are you related to one Kratos? You two have a terribly great resemblance, though I must say that your manners are far more complementary than his. He's a bit of a douchebag.”
Nihlus
rain manipulating, rabbit shifting son of Sinder & Noori
