on being homeless...

[forourqueen]

Find my rotten undead ass a place to be, woman! I'm weary of just loitering in your headspace like a confused cockroach. I have daggers that need to taste blood and a reputation to uphold!

Well. Not much of a good reputation, but that's the point.

...Dark Lady watch over me, because your lack of intelligence certainly isn't.

Comments

[forourqueen]

You have? Gods must be one hell of an ugly bunch, then.

[He smirks a bit... and it's about as equally awkward, since the ripped cheeks twist.]

Sorry, can't do anything about the scent.

[fatherandsun]

I find personality has a lot to do with making someone look like puke.

[Li Touten comes to mind.]

[forourqueen]

Only the good are pretty?

[fatherandsun]

No. I never said that.

I know some damned hideous "good" people as well.

[He snorts.]

[forourqueen]

Good to see you're not that shallow.

[He smirks again, enjoying the way he could push buttons.]

[fatherandsun]

Being shallow takes effort.

[He yawns.]

[forourqueen]

Lazy guy, huh?

[fatherandsun]

If deciding not to get involved with idiotic things makes me lazy then I'll accept the title.

[forourqueen]

No wonder you're bored.

[fatherandsun]

You've no idea.