simpleton arsenio was a far cry from the dagger-eyed beast of the plains shoko knew, but he kept his expression blank and betrayed not a word of it.
pretty eye candy as this pharaoh was, shoko suspected he too was guilty of charades: that openly haughty disdain for any in his presence was not feigned, but shoko believed like arsenio, he was in the audience of a creature playing deadly games.
shoko kept his answers prompt and eyes averted. "my skill lies in large game." he answered, ready to demonstrate his skill should it be required. "but i did not come here to boast of my hunting. i am a sellfang. your servant tells me i can be of use to you in the mazoi.
i can make myself useful to you, but not for free."
pretty eye candy as this pharaoh was, shoko suspected he too was guilty of charades: that openly haughty disdain for any in his presence was not feigned, but shoko believed like arsenio, he was in the audience of a creature playing deadly games.
shoko kept his answers prompt and eyes averted. "my skill lies in large game." he answered, ready to demonstrate his skill should it be required. "but i did not come here to boast of my hunting. i am a sellfang. your servant tells me i can be of use to you in the mazoi.
i can make myself useful to you, but not for free."
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RE: Tréla - by Shoko - November 08, 2021, 06:14 PM