*Smiles.* Don't worry, we have experiance with this kind of thing. *Sighs.* A little more experiance than I would like buuuut... we'll get you back to your girlfriend soon enough. *Smiles at her again.*
Jakob: Tighter, Daddy always does it tighter. OOC: And there's your answer. It would be the one that cusses the most to start a cuss jar sort of thing.
OOC: You read the Chaos Born? Or Children of Fire? Really? Must be my tattoos *Lifts up shirt and shows the strange runes of red paint covering nearly the entire left side of his body. Then drops the shirt and shivers.* Uhhhhh..... cold....
*He snuggle into her.* Jakob: Daddy said that you got married on a operanation once. He said it was a 'do or die' thing... *He frowns.* Jakob: Or was it a 'do before we die'? *He shrugs and snuggles into her more, somehow not uncomfortable.*
My sigils make yours go active? What does that mean? *Walks on and looks at her with a raised eyebrow.* Is it some kind of sexual inneuendo? 'Cause if it is, I'll have you know I'm happily engaged!
*Jakob walks in, his hair ruffled and looking cute, holding a pillow like a teddy bear.* Jakob: *Yawns.* Mama, why didn't you kiss me goodnight last night? *He looks at her sadly.* OOC: I'm downing his age to five years old...
Yeeeeeaaaaaahhhhh, rrrrrrriiiiiiight. *Rolls eyes and takes her by the hand, hurrying to the transporter.* Let's hurry, unlike you, some people still feel the cold!
That's where fancy robes is sleeping for the night. See that tiny little red smear? That's him He won't be bothering anyone for a while. Come on. *Starts walking toward the transporter.*