Mar 14, 2014
"Get up lazy!"
The priest didn't even move. "Ye ur gonnae be spaded cat if Ah sit up an' it ur still haur..."
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"Get up lazy!"
The priest didn't even move. "Ye ur gonnae be spaded cat if Ah sit up an' it ur still haur..."
"Get up lazy!"
Anderson growled quietly, did sister 'alarmclock' get someone else to deal with him now? "Ah realltwish some fowk understuid hoo wee sleep Ah gie atween huntin' an' everythin' else..." Sighing he shook his head, rubbing it as he actually got it.
get up lazy. (from esther)
The paladin pulled the covers over his head, throwing his pillow at the direction of the sound. "Ah dunnae kinn hoo ye got in haur but Ah hud tay lang a nicht fur thes."
M!A: genderbend (muse is now a girl)
"WHIT?! Nae! Naenaenae Ah dornt want tae be-! Thaur is naethin' wrang wi' it but-!"
Unfortunately for him I have been wanting this for a while~ So...
"Ah feckin' hate ye..."
Not that I think anyone will pay it any mind, but it's just an excuse to make that drawing~
Bringing out his knife, he points it in the direction of the priest. A small smile on his lips.
"Suppose tae mean somethin' tae me?"
Darck's grin spread wider, that genuine creeper grin. All fangs and impossibly large. Matching a certain Nosferatu's, rivaling it almost. She got right behind him, listening to that humming of his. Before, suddenly, she let out a low vampiric growl and snarl. Trying to make it sound as frightening and intimidating as possible.
Getting spooked by growling was never a positive thing for the priest, books dropping everywhere and spinning around as he stepped back, armed in an instant. He froze though when he saw a familiar purple, taking a moment to let his brain work before chuckling. "Shooldnae dae 'at."
He walked over and began building a descent sized fire,"well I figured sense the crusade is over, I'd report back to the Vatican, but when I got there everything was different, metal wagons and two wheeled ones, so I left and traveled, running into you. Names Halius, Templar Knight and Paladin of his holiness' army, you?" ((Guessing the last one I sent didn't go through.))
"Report back? Ye hae tae be very late 'en, by at leest seven hunder years." The priest laughed lightly, shaking his head though worried a bit. "An' those metal wagons ur cars. Aam faither Anderson."
*tries to hide her tuna stained talons* "Sorry about that, but i didn't want to scratch up your table with my claws"
The priest crossed his arms and sighed. "Guess ye hae a point, at leest th' bed is washable. Whit waur ye gettin' intae?"