Jason stands in the middle of his room, looking at his closet, very upset. "What was I thinking to wear this crap? And this room. I need a manservant."
Teasingly "You said it, not me. Far be it from me to attempt to argue with an Alpha Male and all. Goodness, what am I thinking?"
She smiles innocently, with just a slight gleam of mischief in her eyes.
"No silver knives, no rubbing salt. Was thinking more a hard rock bed in the middle of a moon lit lake. The water can wash the blood away, and there are deer that come down to the water, in case you're hungry later."
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Date: 19 Jun 2005 04:04 (UTC)Spoken drolly, smiling sweetly.
"Gentle? So what? No silver knives or not rubbing salt in them?"
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Date: 19 Jun 2005 04:09 (UTC)She smiles innocently, with just a slight gleam of mischief in her eyes.
"No silver knives, no rubbing salt. Was thinking more a hard rock bed in the middle of a moon lit lake. The water can wash the blood away, and there are deer that come down to the water, in case you're hungry later."