01-21-2019, 02:29 PM
Xander shook his head, he wasn't going to let her walk home alone, abrasive friend or not. "I'll walk you home anyway. I won't walk you to the door, just make sure you get home alright." Not that he was overly chivalrous, but then he wasn't going to let a perfectly innocent girl walk home alone anyway in any guise. Tobais or Alexis didn't matter who he was Xander Mitchell wasn't going to let the girl walk home alone. It was in his principles. And he only had a few of them.
The farther they got from the snakes the better Xander felt. And apparently the more open Asha became. She rattled off information she'd previously not said. How her good snake was good to her. He guess there had to be morality somewhere in them, but still every snake he'd ever seen had no problem killing. Most of them even liked it. Xander didnt' like the idea of Asha talking to the snake even if he was good to her. He was a snake, evil things that they were. Always had been if you took anything from the bible, snakes and women. Which made Xander smirk. Two evils yet one he could tolerate far more than the other.
"You're friend might be right." Xander gave Asha his award winning smile, "You are trusting me, you don't even know me." No one knew him. That was a fact Xander intended on keeping.
But Asha's concern stabbed at Xander, he'd let another woman stay in the grips of the snakes. "I'll check on her tomorrow. I couldn't stay there..." Xander's words trailed off. He knew why. They were suffocating images. The colors drowning him in their horrors. Horrors he didn't want to see. He didn't know if any of the images were past or present or even future. The images of death were too great. So many images of death around the man. And the woman... He shuddered he didn't want to think what she'd seen in her life time.
Xander wanted to change the subject. "How did you lose your home?" Xander grinned. "Is it like a hermit shell? Did it get up and walk away?"
The farther they got from the snakes the better Xander felt. And apparently the more open Asha became. She rattled off information she'd previously not said. How her good snake was good to her. He guess there had to be morality somewhere in them, but still every snake he'd ever seen had no problem killing. Most of them even liked it. Xander didnt' like the idea of Asha talking to the snake even if he was good to her. He was a snake, evil things that they were. Always had been if you took anything from the bible, snakes and women. Which made Xander smirk. Two evils yet one he could tolerate far more than the other.
"You're friend might be right." Xander gave Asha his award winning smile, "You are trusting me, you don't even know me." No one knew him. That was a fact Xander intended on keeping.
But Asha's concern stabbed at Xander, he'd let another woman stay in the grips of the snakes. "I'll check on her tomorrow. I couldn't stay there..." Xander's words trailed off. He knew why. They were suffocating images. The colors drowning him in their horrors. Horrors he didn't want to see. He didn't know if any of the images were past or present or even future. The images of death were too great. So many images of death around the man. And the woman... He shuddered he didn't want to think what she'd seen in her life time.
Xander wanted to change the subject. "How did you lose your home?" Xander grinned. "Is it like a hermit shell? Did it get up and walk away?"