“So… Th’fuck should I call you, and are those horns the real deal or what?” Mirit dangled her feet in the water. It felt nice on her bare toes, almost as nice as the lack of a shirt did.
Shen pinched the bridge of his nose for a second, then was back to his usual, cheery self. “Shen, and yes...
Hey!
You guys should send questions, because at the end of the chapter, Mirit and Shen will each answer two questions. :>
A Mysterious Douchebag may also answer.
This dude smells funky.
Also that outfit should be illegal. Holy shit.
Two months of weekly updates! Woo. Will probably continue posting through the end of day one and then either move back to tumblr or set up a site. Haven't decided yet, but later chapters will not be posted to RPdom, other...