[Voice] - About Moon Cycle Antics...

[envoyoftwilight]

[Midna does not make much use out of the network, but figures she has a question and doesn't want her face attached to it, in the event that anyone puts two and two together and realises she's actually asking for a little assistance. In the most subtle way she can muster, anyway.]

Hello, lovelies.
I've a question and your cycle—moon—whatever you wish to call it—is irrelevant.

How you do handle traits you acquire that could potentially be harmful to others, or to yourself? A good example of this might be if you grow horns and don't want to gore anyone who comes near you or sleeps next to you. Another example of this might be if you acquire serpent traits and possibly have some form of venomous accompaniment. Not that I know how that would work.

But you get the point, I'm sure. I'm not asking for any specific reason other than curiosity, so please, indulge me.

Comments

[vanum]

[Honestly? Yes, probably. Certainly Dante's got his moments of seriousness and sincerity, but they've got no place in the majority of his daily life. Ask a pretty girl out with anything resembling gravity? Can't happen.

When she laughs, he just chuckles, not the least offended. And no, she's not far off the mark, though he does offer the quick,]

Hey, hey. Only if thou doth want them. I promise I canst keep mine own limbs to myself if thou wouldst rather enjoy mine lap in peace.

[And of course there's still that hint of suggestion in his voice. But really, he could ham up this flowery nonsense all day. He's stolen enough of his brother's books to know how. Even if he probably doesn't completely grasp what he's saying.]

Verily, others wilst think as they wish. I care only for my lady's thoughts on the matter.

[envoyoftwilight]

[She huffs out something that almost seems like a scoff. It's not exactly that, though, because she's obviously still amused.]

You can put your hands wherever you like, provided you ask first. I kind of like being in control most of the time. [Exceptions apply. They always do.]

So you should take me someplace nice. Someplace quiet and private. While I'm not necessarily against making others jealous, I'm beginning to understand that there is such a thing as too much attention. And really, I'd like to just have yours on me for a little without any distractions. No festivities. No others watching us. You get it.