IC Inbox - Asgard Eventide

[samantha_grey]

An old, brick edifice stands in front of the burnt-down ruins of a home in the hillside. Mountains rear up in all directions, covered in lush, green vegetation. Nobody comes this way anymore, but you have the sense that anything placed in the mailbox attached to this old structure will be found by someone, the only living person for whom this place still has any meaning.

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[samantha_grey]

[And just like that, some of the fight left Samantha. The way that she pulled at her tail, the girl's lips parted and let out a cry that did not sound pained. Her cheeks heated and claws gripped her body, trying to keep her stable.]

Y...yield... stop doing that. Pe...people can see.

[sings_of_death]

[Stopping for a moment, Zero looked completely baffled. She hadn't really expected the other to give up so suddenly, and had it just been her imagination or had that been a rather sensual cry. It was a little confusing considering how tough the other had seemed.]

If there was anyone watching they had a pretty good show then.

[Turning her fingers a little she let go of the tail and lowered her weapon.]

Thanks for the workout, it was just what I needed. Though if we keep breaking their toys they might get a little mad. Let me know when you're ready to cook that dinner, you seem like you might need some time on your own first.

[with a twist she walked over picking up the discarded pieces of wood that had been the spear.]

Just don't wait too long.

[samantha_grey]

They... can just get a Freyr to replace them in the end. [She slowly stopped panting quite so much, the color fading from her cheeks when Zero's hand left the length of her tail. At the comment, she laughed softly.]

We can do that whenever you like. You just name the time, since we already know the place.

[sings_of_death]

Well as long as you're as good a cook as you claim, then how about tomorrow night. You can come use that table you like so much.

[Zero the wooden toys into a pile with the rest before retrieving her actual sword.]

Unless you've already got a date, then I guess well just have to do it next week.

[samantha_grey]

mmm, I might, but I think I can probably do dinner for you soon. I'll wait for your call in that case. And don't worry. I'm one of hte reasons your house has that table.

[Because she made Thor laugh.]