9/5/2024, 10:37 PM
He shook his head melodramatically.
I am only a man, Miss Parthenon, and a man can only bear so much insult.He pressed his paw to his chest, as if lamenting the truth.
At the edge of his vision, he could see bubbles glittering in the sunlight before bursting, forming a halo around the mischievous wolf hiding in the water.
Then, he was in the pool, droplets scattered on the air around him for a brief second. Kairos' wave splashed into him, pushing him deeper into the pool before he gained his bearings and treaded the water more comfortably. It's incredibly refreshing, the water - and the company, as always.
Those are some strange rules of engagement, but who am I to judge.He chuckled dryly, and made an effort to paddle closer.
She was already off, as agile as if she'd been born part seal in the water. This body was still unfamiliar to him in some ways - and in all truth, Francis usually hated getting wet. (Yes, even though he loved fish.)
Any preference for staying dry and well-groomed was entirely long-forgotten now, giving the woman splashing away from him a shark-like grin. Did he dare?
Pah! I don't fear the wiles of even the most enticing of sirens.
roll for how well he's swimming, LMFAO
Rolling d20: 4
