Dec 13, 2015
Three little words!
Send me ‘Three little words!’ and I’ll generate a number for what my muse will say to yours.
“I’m going crazy!”
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Three little words!
Send me ‘Three little words!’ and I’ll generate a number for what my muse will say to yours.
“I’m going crazy!”
Peekaboo (although Lugh would prob break when trying)
The touch of unknown hands on his waist caused Zeph’s eyes to widen in shock, a low gasp escaping as his feet left the ground.
“Wh-what the hells is going on here?!” he asks as the mystery Au Ra plops him across his shoulder.
“Shh. No questions yet Zeph, just wait and see.” Lugh says, beginning to walk off towards a nearby door.
“I know that voice...Lugh is it? Where are we going?”
"Splash!”
Zeph’s eyes were closed, a blissful smile on his face as he enjoyed the cool breeze coming in off the sea. He was standing at the end of the dock in Mist just relaxing a bit after a hard day of work.
The only warning he got was a slight creak from one of the boards before he found himself flying off the edge and into the cool water. Coughing and trying to clear his sight, he turned towards the dock to see a grinning Lugh standing there. “Well, you look mighty smug with yourself, sneaking up on poor, defenseless men.”
Oops
((RNG gave me 10))
Zeph was on his way through the city, taking a shortcut through an alley near his shop when a bit of movement and a flash of light skin caught his attention. He quietly approaches, wishing he had his ax with him, just in case. As he gets closer he makes out two figures fighting with each other: an Au Ra, light of skin, that looked vaguely familiar and another person in a mask. The masked one seemed to be winning too.
“Excuse me, do you need help?” Zeph calls as he sprints to close the distance remaining. The Au Ra on the ground responded with a muffled “Please! He’s trying to kill me!”
Zeph reaches the two men, right hand drawn back and ready to deliver a blow to the masked man’s neck when an object comes slashing by his face. He leans back, eyes following the blade the assailant seemingly produced from nowhere. His eyes narrow, senses focusing on the fight as he assumes a proper fighting stance, right side leading.
The masked man feints a slash at Zeph’s arm, followed by a low kick aimed at his right knee. Zeph ignores the blade, shifting his weight back onto his left leg to avoid the kick, following through with an uppercut that lifts the man off of his feet. A follow up kick sends the masked man to the ground, unconscious.
Zeph offers a hand to the other Au Ra, assisting him to his feet. “You okay?”
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“I don’t think I’ve ever actually met Lugh. I believe I saw him once in passing. Decent enough looking fellow, maybe a bit on the light side in skin tone, but nothing a darker room can’t solve.”