12-12-2016, 06:47 PM
take my head, kick it in
break some bread for all my sins
Lucrezia's excitement at his suggestion is palpable and Dahmer grins broadly, taking a moment to pretend to be coy as she questions his courage. He scoffs at her, blue eyes alight with mischief, "Well, it sounds bad when you say it out loud." The words are dripping with mock shame, though he can't help but to laugh when she does.
Magnus joins them swiftly after the start of their conversation, and while Dahmer cannot wait to get to know Lucrezia more, the King's presence is not unwelcome. He turns his sharp blue eyes in the direction of the buckskin, another bout of laughter falling from his lips at the stallion's comment."I'll give up my blue eyes if it means I can live somewhere warm forever," he grins, "but not the whole eye, obviously, just the color. My father had only one eye -- I may be a bit too vain to survive like that." A joking shrug follows and then he's silent as Magnus addresses Lucrezia. They seem fond of each other, the way his father had been close with his advisor, Aleko, and Dahmer feels oddly comforted by this resemblance.
Ears fluttering forward in his mass of tousled mane, he nods in acknowledgement to the buckskin king."I appreciate the invitation." His eyes flick again to the sabino mare and he chuckles at her remark, the sound still lingering as he responds, "I don't know, I think I may have to rest up a few days before I try something that daunting. I would like for you to show me around, though, if you think you could handle it." The jab is friendly and playful, but when he turns his attention once more back to his new king, the black beast was a bit more serious. "How can I assist you and Tephra? I'd like to make myself useful to you, as a thank you for allowing me to stay within your land."
Magnus joins them swiftly after the start of their conversation, and while Dahmer cannot wait to get to know Lucrezia more, the King's presence is not unwelcome. He turns his sharp blue eyes in the direction of the buckskin, another bout of laughter falling from his lips at the stallion's comment.
Ears fluttering forward in his mass of tousled mane, he nods in acknowledgement to the buckskin king.
SOLDIER OF TEPHRA