Jan 28, 2010 00:03
Tauren weren't generally philosophical.
Cuppy thought it might be time to start, his mind running rampant and tortured as he watched Cassis slide out of her old, battle-worn robes and in to new ones. The blood elf had insisted that he come inside Threads of Fate with her, because she needed his opinion. He didn't know what he thought. He didn't want her to know what he thought, rather, so he grunted out an excuse and stepped outside.
"Having fun, mon?"
Cuppy, too tough to jump like anyone else would when startled, grunted and turned to face Jahkrahl. The troll grinned, all tusks, which was more agitating to Cuppy than being caught. Smug bastard.
"She saved up to buy a better robe," Cuppy explained flatly, looking back through the window to watch the blonde warlock pay for her new robe. She looked...
"Pretty hot, yeah?" Jahkrahl laughed, standing shoulder to side with the large warrior. They looked at each other for a long moment, Jahkrahl amused and Cuppy planning the shaman's accidental death.
"All done!" Cassis exclaimed, poking her head out the door to look for her tauren companion. All she found was a dropped ankh.
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