“I have a date with Geralt” says Yuna. Gordon as usual, he just couldn't be bothered in whatever unless a given mission.
“You know, Geralt he is a witcher! Witchers are monster-hunters who receive special training and have their bodies modified at an early age to provide them with supernatural abilities so they can kill extremely dangerous monsters and survive. And he lives alone far away from others!” Gordon suddenly voiced out.
I couldn’t tell through his facial expression if he was concerned over me or discouraging me from dating or just giving me some info. A straight-lace face lad who would only frowned if the mistakes was his own doing. Gordon generally would help anyone in need, would only tell me his hidden feelings on the burden he had or have to shoulder. He is a sincere man and meant well. He rather sleep emptying his mind and log off his thinking cap than playing emotionally driven on uncertainties..
“So? I love a strong man! And I don’t mind living with a lonely guy…I have him all to myself” I joked and was just playing protest to see how he would react...hehe XD
"Do you know that due to some experiments he have a superhuman physical and mental abilities, Geralt lost all body pigmentation? He has a long stark white hair like an albino!” he added but there was still not a twitch reflected on his face.
“Geez, Gordon! What were you trying to convey?” I thought and was still trying to read his body language.
“Because of his pale skin and white hair, he is also known in Starsza Mowa , an Old Speech as ‘Gwynbleidd’, the White Wolf. Also, due to his body modifications that leave him sterile and witchers are said to be completely devoid of human emotions! He can’t produce his offspring”
That does it! I cannot take this sort of sarcasm which belittles my date. As if my choice of dating is way out of normal. A weirdo! “So what? I’d be his only companion forever! Muahahaha…” I said.
“You know what? I think I am going to change your title, Yunie. Instead of the Warchief at Tribalwars, I put you as Yunie of Rivia or Yunie, the white wolf” he smirked but hardly a chuckle. I looked into his eyes like trying to drill a hole into his iris, hopefully he’d give up playing his game. “Hey, I am telling you the truth about your fancy date. If you are fine with that, I am fine with it” He let down his fences.
Hmmm…Gordon, sometimes you are just too nice. It is just your ways of showing your concern to others is sure a tough one for them to understand. They just don’t get you. They thought you are just ‘Don’t Care!’ sort of attitude.
The moral of the story: Just say it plain and simple. Don’t beat round the bush!
“You know, Geralt he is a witcher! Witchers are monster-hunters who receive special training and have their bodies modified at an early age to provide them with supernatural abilities so they can kill extremely dangerous monsters and survive. And he lives alone far away from others!” Gordon suddenly voiced out.
I couldn’t tell through his facial expression if he was concerned over me or discouraging me from dating or just giving me some info. A straight-lace face lad who would only frowned if the mistakes was his own doing. Gordon generally would help anyone in need, would only tell me his hidden feelings on the burden he had or have to shoulder. He is a sincere man and meant well. He rather sleep emptying his mind and log off his thinking cap than playing emotionally driven on uncertainties..
“So? I love a strong man! And I don’t mind living with a lonely guy…I have him all to myself” I joked and was just playing protest to see how he would react...hehe XD
"Do you know that due to some experiments he have a superhuman physical and mental abilities, Geralt lost all body pigmentation? He has a long stark white hair like an albino!” he added but there was still not a twitch reflected on his face.
“Geez, Gordon! What were you trying to convey?” I thought and was still trying to read his body language.
“Because of his pale skin and white hair, he is also known in Starsza Mowa , an Old Speech as ‘Gwynbleidd’, the White Wolf. Also, due to his body modifications that leave him sterile and witchers are said to be completely devoid of human emotions! He can’t produce his offspring”
That does it! I cannot take this sort of sarcasm which belittles my date. As if my choice of dating is way out of normal. A weirdo! “So what? I’d be his only companion forever! Muahahaha…” I said.
“You know what? I think I am going to change your title, Yunie. Instead of the Warchief at Tribalwars, I put you as Yunie of Rivia or Yunie, the white wolf” he smirked but hardly a chuckle. I looked into his eyes like trying to drill a hole into his iris, hopefully he’d give up playing his game. “Hey, I am telling you the truth about your fancy date. If you are fine with that, I am fine with it” He let down his fences.
Hmmm…Gordon, sometimes you are just too nice. It is just your ways of showing your concern to others is sure a tough one for them to understand. They just don’t get you. They thought you are just ‘Don’t Care!’ sort of attitude.
The moral of the story: Just say it plain and simple. Don’t beat round the bush!
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