ENTER THE WARHOUND
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Man what simpler times.
A laugh left his lips, not mocking but genine and good hearted. Such a notion was enticing but truth be told his sex drive currently was rather not strong. If only because there was so much more to do! Sex was a wonderful way to spend an evening when it mattered or perhaps when there was more to learn. But there was no one who quite held his interest like that yet, but the fact she mention'd it was amusing.
"You're in luck, I happen to be gifted with some control over the earth. Perhaps you can show me where you wanted this field for sports, and we could work together to create it."
It was a good suggestion, and truth be told Atlas was something of a specialist with manipulating the earth to his advantage. Many of his medals which he wore on his uniform currently where won while holding impossible positions. When Vastime needed the impossible done, they called him. But speaking of medals he'd look to his uniform with a frown.
"Is there perhaps some garb you could allow me to use? If I am to be here it is only fair and natural I adapt to your clothing and customs. And perhaps sex may be an interesting endeavor, but such things I reserve for the nightly hours. Otherwise, I waste perfectly good sunlight." He'd offer a smile, tilting his head up to look at the blazing African sun. Then back to her. The spirit of Vastime was strong here.
He liked it.