Glance 177

[venomouselle]

Will everyone be smelling better now? You fight zombies then your friends look like they should be zombies. Gross shit. God, the month isn't even over yet. Pumpkins? Tree houses? Who wants to bet on someone toting a chainsaw is up next?

That isn't to say that everything has gone wrong.  Work looks promising. As does play. The worst that has happened

Comments

[halffaced]

'Gross shit'?

Careful, I may take offence.

[venomouselle]

Well, it wasn't a compliment.

...How was I suppose to know what the hell was under there?

[halffaced]

You asked me.

[venomouselle]

I don't think of you every time I post some shit.

Besides, are we really insecure enough to let one opinion get us down?

[halffaced]

I chose to rot. Your turn of phrase amused me.

It has been strange to feel so commonplace.

[venomouselle]

More power to you, or something.

I'm sure I'll feel the same if there is an eye removing curse. Provided I'm not cursed myself.

[halffaced]

Would you accept a replacement, if one were offered?

[venomouselle]

It depends on from who.

Ideally, yes but my socket has been sewn shut. The re-constructive surgery by anything less than magic would butcher my face.

[halffaced]

The flesh magics are simple enough. However, I would expect that the handicap benefits you.

[venomouselle]

I've grown used to one eye. If I were meant to have two, I would have another already.

[halffaced]

It was an observation, not an offer. Merely passing the time between saturating customers with mead.

[venomouselle]

I didn't think it was. Nice to think about in passing.

You work at Lux right? I haven't been by. The Raven is my haunt usually.