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Well, mother is very nice. Just… not to most people. Anywhere.
Um, since you are certain you are worried you don’t want to do something you don’t like and don’t want to go. You don’t have to, I don’t want to force you into something.
You’re pleading, aren’t you. I’ll tell you what: I’ll come along, if you and Piper promise to let me drive you. New York cab drivers can be a bit …
And you have to promise if I say something that makes you uncomfortable, /tell/ me. In words. Don’t just look embarrassed.
You’re going to come? Really? I’ll tell Piper.
Oh, I don’t know about that, Summer. I have quite a talent for losing words. I’m not quite as eloquent as my mother.
*mutters* Your mother is going to murder me when this is over …
I’ll just have to keep a tag on you then. Do you know what I am, Sleipnir?
Uh, a woman?
…
Unless you’re a man, which is totally okay by the way. Like, no offense if you are a man.
*rolling eyes* I’m an empath. I can read your emotions. That’s what I mean by tag. I’m asking your permission to monitor your emotions so I can know if I make a mistake … or if you’re in a uncomfortable situation.
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Bless, honey, I’m sure you have more years than I do, but that doesn’t change the fact that I’d rather not try to hold off your father’s magic with mine. Or that age is more than the body.
And begging my way into an outing … is something I stopped doing a long time ago. I won’t go where I’m not wanted.
My father is a horse and doesn’t possess any- oh, you mean my mother. Sorry. Got a bit confused there. If you are sure- you know the invitation stands.
*facepalm*
Love, you’d break my heart. Go have fun with someone your parent trusts, and don’t worry about me.
I shouldn’t, it would be rude to ignore you!
…I mean, if you really don’t mind. I hate to leave you out.
All gods know, Sleipnir, you didn’t inherit that sweet disposition from either parent. *pats his shoulder* I would like to come, but I’m really pretty worried I’ll do something you won’t like.
Well, mother is very nice. Just… not to most people. Anywhere.
Um, since you are certain you are worried you don’t want to do something you don’t like and don’t want to go. You don’t have to, I don’t want to force you into something.
You’re pleading, aren’t you. I’ll tell you what: I’ll come along, if you and Piper promise to let me drive you. New York cab drivers can be a bit …
And you have to promise if I say something that makes you uncomfortable, /tell/ me. In words. Don’t just look embarrassed.
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i-am-the-firechild:
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Well, I have seen Teen-Aged girls, they just do not attempt to pursue a relationship. Since I’m a horse. With eight legs.
I was planning to visit the city of New York with Piper Parker, since she knows it well.
*wistful smile* You kids have fun then.
I daresay I’m older than you. Even if I don’t act it.
I’m sure you are welcome to join us, you should probably ask Piper first, though.
Bless, honey, I’m sure you have more years than I do, but that doesn’t change the fact that I’d rather not try to hold off your father’s magic with mine. Or that age is more than the body.
And begging my way into an outing … is something I stopped doing a long time ago. I won’t go where I’m not wanted.
My father is a horse and doesn’t possess any- oh, you mean my mother. Sorry. Got a bit confused there. If you are sure- you know the invitation stands.
*facepalm*
Love, you’d break my heart. Go have fun with someone your parent trusts, and don’t worry about me.
I shouldn’t, it would be rude to ignore you!
…I mean, if you really don’t mind. I hate to leave you out.
All gods know, Sleipnir, you didn’t inherit that sweet disposition from either parent. *pats his shoulder* I would like to come, but I’m really pretty worried I’ll do something you won’t like.
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And is this a good thing? Are you courting me, Summer?
*laughs a little* About as much as you’re flirting with me, hon. You’re a sweet, lovely fellow. *waggles eyebrows* Do you want to be courted?
It depends Miss Summer, because were I to be wooed by you, it would only last the week. This is only temporary.
You don’t think I could love you whatever form you took? *amused, adult smile* Maybe I’m more interested in seeing you … explore that new body you’ve got there.
I…uh, ahem, well I don’t know Miss Summer. I think it would be a bit…hmm…awkward having a relationship with a horse…
Never met any teenage girls, have you, Sleipnir? Trust me, they’d love either form. So. What are you planning to do with yourself?
Well, I have seen Teen-Aged girls, they just do not attempt to pursue a relationship. Since I’m a horse. With eight legs.
I was planning to visit the city of New York with Piper Parker, since she knows it well.
*wistful smile* You kids have fun then.
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i-am-the-firechild:
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And is this a good thing? Are you courting me, Summer?
*laughs a little* About as much as you’re flirting with me, hon. You’re a sweet, lovely fellow. *waggles eyebrows* Do you want to be courted?
It depends Miss Summer, because were I to be wooed by you, it would only last the week. This is only temporary.
You don’t think I could love you whatever form you took? *amused, adult smile* Maybe I’m more interested in seeing you … explore that new body you’ve got there.
I…uh, ahem, well I don’t know Miss Summer. I think it would be a bit…hmm…awkward having a relationship with a horse…
Never met any teenage girls, have you, Sleipnir? Trust me, they’d love either form. So. What are you planning to do with yourself?
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i-am-the-firechild:
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And is this a good thing? Are you courting me, Summer?
*laughs a little* About as much as you’re flirting with me, hon. You’re a sweet, lovely fellow. *waggles eyebrows* Do you want to be courted?
It depends Miss Summer, because were I to be wooed by you, it would only last the week. This is only temporary.
You don’t think I could love you whatever form you took? *amused, adult smile* Maybe I’m more interested in seeing you … explore that new body you’ve got there.
ask-sleipnir:
And is this a good thing? Are you courting me, Summer?
*laughs a little* About as much as you’re flirting with me, hon. You’re a sweet, lovely fellow. *waggles eyebrows* Do you want to be courted?
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