"Well, ah--" Temptation shifts on his feet, feeling awkward again. "--I--I not too busy right now, so, y'know, if you like, I could, um, be your guide. . .”
Temptation ponders on this briefly before replying. "Well, there's the Froggy Leg Swamp, which isn't too far away from here -- you know, if it's adventure you're looking for.”
Temptation ponders on this briefly before replying. "Well, there's the Froggy Leg Swamp, which isn't too far away from here -- you know, if it's adventure you're looking for.”
Temptation ponders on this briefly before replying. "Well, there's the Froggy Leg Swamp, which isn't too far away from here -- you know, if it's adventure you're looking for.”
"All right -- we can go there. This way." With that, Temptation -- with the thought of tempting victims with his evil cookies now far from his mind -- gestures and turns into the thick of the woods, leading the way to the swamp.
Some time had passed, and eventually our not-so-villainous Temptation and his new girl friend-- I mean girl friend as in like, a friend that's a girl but not his girlfr- ah, whatever, you probably get the idea, arrived at Froggy Leg Swamp.
Now I remember why I don't usually trudge through this part of the woods. Temptation thinks with a note of irritation to himself. His daily attire consists of a long, black robe with drooping, open sleeves and a wide cowl, almost every element of his robes falling to the ground. Now twigs, thorns, brambles, sticks, and who-knows-what-else tugged and pricked at him, threatening to yank him back into the thick of the underbrush. It'd be a little easier if he at least removed his hood so that he could see better -- but no. There was a reason he kept that hood on. He gritted his teeth and trudged on. Trying to ignore the continuous claws of brambles and thorns scratching and tugging on his trailing robes, he glances back at the girl, and tries to make conversation. "So -- what's your name?"
Temptation ponders on this briefly before replying. "Well, there's the Froggy Leg Swamp, which isn't too far away from here -- you know, if it's adventure you're looking for.”
"My name is Joy. What's yours?" She replies with a joyful smile on her face. She also chuckled at the few twigs and branches that clung on to Temptation like a claw. Unlike him, her attire was prepared to go through rough forests and swamps, so she didn't face as much trouble as him.
