Esbatty wrote...
Warden: Alright, now what did your Mother teach you about handling Flemeth?
Son: Go for the eyes. Dragon or Hag, go the eyes.
Warden: Exactly. Although if you were a daughter that same could be said for her advice about men in general.
Morrigan: Ah yes, do elaborate on how I have laid assault upon your eyes in the past.
Warden: Well - you could have dressed a bit more appropriately for the vast trek we were upon.
Son: What are you two going on about?
Warden: Uhm - go practice rolling with a sword and shield, things are getting - heated.
Morrigan: I do believe things are about to get amight colder.
Son: *whisper* Give her something shiny.
"Give her something shiny."
This wins. Hahahaha. *snorts* I suddenly remembered this script a friend gave me the other night. For some reason I remembered it. XDD Set in the DW-verse
Edric is cuddling and making dawwwwww noises at a tiny golden eyed owl
on his shoulder... and then Morrigan walked in from side frame.
Morrigan:
I don't believe I've ever heard such noises from you before love. Are
you experimenting with a new war cry? Run away before the great Warden
takes your head clean off in a thousand years from petting it so much?
Edric: O_O
Morrigan: What?
Edric: *Glances sideways at owl leaning into his finger* I, uh, um...
Morrigan: Oh don't tell me you actually thought--!
Edric: The eyes are the SAME SHADE!
Morrigan: I thought you could tell by now when it was me!
Edric: But, but, but... *pause* *Scoops owl off shoulder, places is Morri's hands*
Morrigan: *Blinkblink* *Owl nuzzles fingers* *Expression softens*
Edric: *Points!* See? See?! I'm not the only woobie here! You can't blame me now!