Tourism [P]
Apr 22, 2012 12:52:39 GMT -8
Post by Gentlemanne on Apr 22, 2012 12:52:39 GMT -8
''Oh, ja. Zhis von has a bit of fight on him."[/size]
As I watched the boy dismiss my offer of an extra serving, I began bellowing loudly, my hand grasping my side to stop them from splitting. He wasn't a lame, quiet little child after all. ''You don't vant extras? Oh, zhen I can tell you veren't in a big family. Only child, zhen? Maybe no family at all.. hm, zhis is interesting." Prodding the floor with my rapier, I looked him up and down yet again and began murmuring lowly, my unintelligible thought process halting as soon as he spoke.
''If you want love there's a brothel down the street."
''Ohoho, cheeky. But I've already had my fill of paid sluttery tonight, zhank you."
Deflecting his retort, I leaned in again and extended my hand towards the chef, urging him to stay back as I explained. ''You see.. zhere isn't a more satisfyink feelink zhen holdink somebody down and showink zhem how you feel. Some might refer to it as sadism, ja. I can see zhat. But I call it a gift. How often do you get to look into anozher persons life? Get to feel vhat zhey felt? Very rarely, I tell you."
Itching my face, I broke the somewhat awkward tension and sat up straight, my hand clipping my scabbard to my robe yet again, the bloodied wounds on my arms now covered by my fancy robe. ''I'm curious, vhat is it that you do? Are you a warrior? A sief? Vhat?" I drummed my fingers on the counter as I spoke, hoping to get a response. ''Or maybe a scavenger and ''sicko" like me, eh? Vhen vas zhe last time you dug a knife into somebody as you climaxed? Zhough I vas missing zhe secondary penetration, I just got done doing zhis. And let me tell you.. zhe feeling doesn't lose its sveetness."