I suppose that makes sense... [Sampo purses his lips at that, considering. How sad. A man, no, a god of war, focused on what he's meant for. What mirth lays in that?] Well, here's a tip for you, my fine friend. You may see this as a chore of sorts, but...
[A little lean into him and a grin, bright as anything.]
Both of "you" should enjoy yourselves. It's a necessity, but you should have fun, too. What is life, if not to have your fill of it?
Also to look good on his arm and help him network and all that, as a charming young strike lady amidst the splendor of some of the social elite! Set falls into the role of dashing gentleman, even though it's Sampo who knows where they're going for the evening, reaching up to tuck a lock of air behind the others' ear. Like they're a doting and tittering pair of debutantes with nothing better to do than gossip while entwined together and be enviably pretty. :)
Weirdly, for all his high-octane frivolity and coy teasing, Set's a pretty severe god.
He does plaster on a bright smile to match Sampo, though. Miss Poisson. ]
— it does take a little bit for me to start enjoying myself. I admit, the mundane things are difficult to grow excited for, but the crazier it gets, the better!
[That IS what he's here for. The one who brings Elation to humankind - great Aha would want THEIR followers to do just the same as THEM.]
[He giggles at the hair tuck, almost nuzzling his cheek against Set's broad shoulder, but his eyes are as sharp as diamonds. Yes, maybe they SHOULD steal a car.]
[Time to wander into the party. A quick conversation at the door, and they're in the vibrant chaos of it all, glitter and gold and drunkards, oh my.]
[He offers Set a glass of champagne from a nearby waiter.]
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[WHAAAAAAT INDEED]
I suppose that makes sense... [Sampo purses his lips at that, considering. How sad. A man, no, a god of war, focused on what he's meant for. What mirth lays in that?] Well, here's a tip for you, my fine friend. You may see this as a chore of sorts, but...
[A little lean into him and a grin, bright as anything.]
Both of "you" should enjoy yourselves. It's a necessity, but you should have fun, too. What is life, if not to have your fill of it?
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[ To teach him how to enjoy his time.
Also to look good on his arm and help him network and all that, as a charming young
strikelady amidst the splendor of some of the social elite! Set falls into the role of dashing gentleman, even though it's Sampo who knows where they're going for the evening, reaching up to tuck a lock of air behind the others' ear. Like they're a doting and tittering pair of debutantes with nothing better to do than gossip while entwined together and be enviably pretty. :)Weirdly, for all his high-octane frivolity and coy teasing, Set's a pretty severe god.
He does plaster on a bright smile to match Sampo, though. Miss Poisson. ]
— it does take a little bit for me to start enjoying myself. I admit, the mundane things are difficult to grow excited for, but the crazier it gets, the better!
[ so basically they should steal a car ]
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[That IS what he's here for. The one who brings Elation to humankind - great Aha would want THEIR followers to do just the same as THEM.]
[He giggles at the hair tuck, almost nuzzling his cheek against Set's broad shoulder, but his eyes are as sharp as diamonds. Yes, maybe they SHOULD steal a car.]
[Time to wander into the party. A quick conversation at the door, and they're in the vibrant chaos of it all, glitter and gold and drunkards, oh my.]
[He offers Set a glass of champagne from a nearby waiter.]
Cheer, my fine fellow.