forum The Deceiver and the Liar (O/O Closed, Stalkers welcome)

Started March 07, 2019 by @AloeVera groupMentallyImInACottage

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"Do I look like a person who particularly cares about manners?" Milo asked, scowling. "And we never had an agreement. You asked to shake on it, and I said no."

I twitched my mouth impatiently at him, curling my nose.
"Alright then, sir. I believe we got off on the wrong foot."
I straighten my posture and hold out my hand.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Tani. I am a faerie."

Milo took another step back, expression changing from one of to disgust to curiosity when he heard the word 'faerie'. He'd never met one of her kind before… but she was probably bad news. Faeries usually were. "I'll pass on the handshake."

"Very well," I utter, dropping my hand and placing both onto my hips in a huff.
"I'm not one for poems and rhymes or repeating myself, but I sincerely am interested in how I can help."
I give him a mischievous grin as I watch his next move carefully.

He looked her up and down again, growing even more curious. "Help how?" he asked, crossing his arms over his chest.

I giggle slightly, shaking my head.
"You tell me."
I lean forward and point a finger at him, scrunching my nose as I return my hands to my hips.
"You display your struggle directly upon your face, sir. Anyone could see your dissatisfaction."

"That doesn't mean I need anyone's help. I'm doing just fine on my own," her argued defensively, knowing very well that he was an absolute disaster by himself. He still wasn't sure how he'd survived this long.

I cross my arms and stick my nose up at him.
"It's bad manners to lie, Tani."
In a huff, I turn away and start walking in any random direction, not really paying attention.
"But, if you're sure you want to refuse help from me, someone who could grant any wish, then alright." I wait patiently, listening closely for his response.