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Hello. You probably weren't aware of this, but your dearest love Eris has a bee fetish. She will be delighted (and aroused) if you call on her wearing nothing but a layer of bees. Ask her yourself if you don't believe me.
"Challenge accepted."
◎ When you sleep do you sometimes dream of Eris getting in your pants?
"What do you mean, ‘sometimes’?"
Aye! I was wondering what is Sinbad's favorite journey (one of the seven). This probably sounds really bad because in all of them he had losses and almost died so ye.
Sinbad glances up, surprised by the question. But, it is asked in honesty, and he, in turn, gives an honest answer. “I-… You’re right, that’s a difficult question,” he says slowly. “I think, if I speak from my heart, my second journey was the one that I enjoyed the most. I am fond of hunting birds; true, Rocs are somewhat larger, but they’re strong creatures, clever creatures. I admire them.
"Besides, it was my first adventure after many years spent at leisure," he adds then, with a soft laugh. "To be back on the open seas… To be making tales of myself in the world… It was incredible."
He falls quiet for a moment then, and his gaze lowers itself to his hands, clasped before him. He draws in a long breath, and leans on his knees. “In my heart of hearts… Out of the seven that Scheherazade makes famous, my heart was not in it after my fourth journey. After my wife died… there were less stars in the sky. My heart is still sore to think of her - I have wed since, and loved since and lost since, it is true, but it was a harsh reminder of a man’s mortality nonetheless. I realise that this was not your question, but…” He glances up again, and flashes a smile and a brief laugh. “Well. It is the truth nonetheless.”
does Kale ever go cold without a shirt on?
Are you kidding me? He’s invaluable in the winter - the guy practically makes his own heat.
There is the feeling of spidery fingers trailing up and over your spine, before which an eerie cold filled the room you are in. The shadows around you have deepened and there is a cool breath at your ear; one that is barely distinguishable as masculine before it is replaced by all-encompassing laughter that contains more than a hint of malevolence. And then the dark presence is gone without a trace, leaving you to wonder whether anything was ever truly there in the first place.
The moment was there and gone with such speed and intangibility that Sinbad was left wondering whether he’d imagined the moment of chill that had settled over his cabin.
Imagined or not, the sensation had still left a pall in the room; a heavy sense of unsettlement that sent a shuddering tremble up his spine. “What the hell was that…?!”
I hear you walk naked around your cabin
Guilty as charged.
"Oy! Sailor man!" The harvest spirit chirped, landing on his ship in a flutter of skirts and scarves. "✤!"
“Lady Sarah!” It had been a while since he’d seen the harvest spirit, and he’d freely admit that he genuinely liked her. She was hard-working, and bright-spirited - two things he admired in a person. “Of course,” he laughed, and held his arms out to her - sweeping her into a warm, companionable embrace.
How's your day been, Sinbad? You've been pretty quiet lately.
My day’s been pretty relaxed - thanks for asking, greyface. The weather’s pretty hot and humid right now - I’m thinking of a trip up North just for some cooler air.
It’s been pretty quiet here on the Chimera, too. Usually there’s a huge pile of letters from you guys on my desk - I haven’t scared you off, have you? I actually quite like getting mail.
