Dave ==> Mess with Cupid || { Closed }
[ You're pretty sure you're looking at an angel. And you thought you'd seen everything. ]
[ You're sitting near a tavern, minding your own business, trying to focus on the fact that you've been here two weeks and still haven't collected jack for experience. But you can't stop staring. And you can't come up with a decent opening line for the kid that doesn't sound like a pick-up line, either. ]
[ You finally settle on making use of your short-term ability to fly every day, and float over to the kid, hanging upside-down in the air beside him. You smirk a little. ]
DAVE: yo DAVE: can you use them feathery appendages here or are they just for showÂ
[ You wouldn't be surprised if they were. Truth be told, your ability to fly has been pretty goddamn hampered by the Pylian powers that be. Still, between the two of you, and assuming this kid doesn't turn out to be a total loser...questing might be a hell of a lot easier than with most others. ]
