Cerulean Cape earth to herc, come in herc -

he would lift himself from the ground, amazement clear on his face. Heloise would tilt her head gently at his words, the meaning lost upon her. she was never one to be open to flirtation. perhaps if she hadn't been in a good mood, she would ask if he wanted to go to heaven by means of her teeth. lucky for the stranger, his amusing antics had placed her in good humor. "no" she would reply with a small shake of her head "I am afraid it is still earth you roll about in."

heaven was an interesting concept, however. she wondered why he felt the need to place religion into this. oh, Heloise, you are so dense. forever seeing a logical explanation to matters of the heart. she'd blink, scenting he was from outside. perhaps a newcomer? she wondered what he hoped to accomplish by rolling in the sand. "what were you doing?" she asked him, unable to keep her curiosity out of this.