"Well, carbon for us is, I believe, somewhat what sugar would be for you," Swindle admits, "And I got choccy-covered redwood charcoal. I also got a couple of gift certificates for a game I play, a nice ornate staff made of wood of all things, some fish oil and a chamois--though I jokingly asked my mate if that was her gift to herself. She likes it when I'm shiny."
"I ate it as soon as I unwrapped it. And the tree was great, even if it was golden instead of green. Dollar stores have funky trees." She laughs, acting as though a little two foot tall artificial tree and five dollar's worth of fancy sandwich meat are gold and jewels.
"I got traction slip-ons for my shoes. Dieties know I need 'em with my luck on the ice in the winter... and my parents promised me a newer computer than the one I have that died on me..." Den grins a bit, though she does seem a bit frazzled. The holidays have that effect on her, it seems.
"Hey, practical is always good. I'm not a fan of ice either, luckily I live in California and thus don't have to star in a production of Slayers on Ice."
"Lucky... I'm from Iowa. Midwestern winters are hell." Den makes a face. "I've been ice-skating before... pulled my cousin down with me when I fell, and gave him a bloody nose on accident..."
Akane was munching on a batch of Christmas cookies but took a moment to halt her cookie genocide to answer. "I got some dvds, gift-cards, shoes, and several donations to various charities in my name."
"Mostly old tv shows that my family grew up on. Stuff like The Twilight Zone, the old Adam West Batman series, and a copy of the Star Wars Holiday Special which I have no idea where it was gotten or how." She frowned a bit in thought, "Actually I don't even know who gave that to me. It was in my stocking."
She shrugged and held up the plate of cookies as an offering. "Would you like a cookie?"
She turns smoothly and sends another orange at terrifying velocity toward an unsuspecting G1 Skywarp, then chuckles at the squish and the yelp and looks back down to Rain. "These."
A hologram is projected all around the human boy, wave after wave of reptilian-insectoid techno-organic horrors with slavering fangs and fearsome claws.
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"I think most people's mates or girlfriends like it when they look good."
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Rain can relate, he takes pleasure in the simple things.
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She shrugged and held up the plate of cookies as an offering. "Would you like a cookie?"
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"Hell yes." he says. "I'd love one. I was just mentioning to someone that I was starved." he takes a cookie with a grateful smile. "Thank you."
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And then she very gently drops a Christmas orange on his head. "Total annihilation of twenty eight tyraborg swarms."
((Danke))
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"I get that. I don't know what a tyraborg is but I'd feel pretty stoked if I annihilated twenty eight vampire dens."
((No probs))
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A hologram is projected all around the human boy, wave after wave of reptilian-insectoid techno-organic horrors with slavering fangs and fearsome claws.
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He blinks up at her. "Please don't do that." He picks up his partially peeled orange, brushes it off and finishes peeling it before eating some.
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