[ Counterpoint to the counterpoint to his initial counterpoint: doesn't matter, he still had sex. ]
How old of a book are we talkin? I got this one here
[ He sends her a goofy, smiling selfie of himself holding up an ancient, bizarre-looking tome with one hand, and flashing a thumbs-up with the other. ]
Just say my name 3 times, and I'll haul ass over there and let you have a whiff.
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There's au naturel and earthy and then there's rotting carcass in the sun. I guarantee you no one likes the smell of hot roadkill.
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So what the hell kind of smells do you like? Patchouli?
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That's neither here nor there though since Lydia can slap down an easy answer most of the other Lydias might agree with:]
The smell of an old book. Rain maybe? Oh, bonfires and tobacco.
Probably sandalwood too.
[Basically any Lydia would love Black Phoenix Alchemy Labs.]
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How old of a book are we talkin? I got this one here
[ He sends her a goofy, smiling selfie of himself holding up an ancient, bizarre-looking tome with one hand, and flashing a thumbs-up with the other. ]
Just say my name 3 times, and I'll haul ass over there and let you have a whiff.
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Course all that's gone from her mind when she looks at the selfie and then jerks up into a sitting at attention stare.]
Is that the fucking NECRONOMICON
[Hey she watched movies and read stupid amounts of Lovecraft, okay. Besides that though --]
Yeah no, my Betelgeuse is bad enough. Both of you together with THAT book is the absolute last thing I need in my life.
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Clever girl. Too bad you're no fun.
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I'm loads of fun but I'm not stupid or unfair.
Most of the time.
[She'll admit it, maybe stabbing a man when he's feeling a lot of feelings is sort of unfair and all.]