"What? No! No, that's... what?" Nene fairly sputtered at him.
Which resulted in some ash flickering about the grass.
"That's like lookin' down on somebody for cookin' here. SERIOUSLY? You make funna a cook, you get hair in yer soup. Nobody wins. How does that /work/. I don't..."
Then.
The newt made to grasp its head with its too tiny to quite manage this forelegs, which happened to result in Nene growing at herself in a manner distinctly un-newt-like. Her tongue flicked out of her mouth and from there a cloud of flame washed up before Kostya, short and bright and ruby red, its warmth not more than a flash of sun, but still very much there.
Once it had cleared, there sat a small, freckled red-headed woman, leaning on her knobby knees. She really appeared quite ordinary aside from a faint translucence to her fingers and her toes.
And the fact she was bare-assed naked.
"I'm sorry man," sighed Nene. "That really sounds like it blows."
Re: Kostya
Which resulted in some ash flickering about the grass.
"That's like lookin' down on somebody for cookin' here. SERIOUSLY? You make funna a cook, you get hair in yer soup. Nobody wins. How does that /work/. I don't..."
Then.
The newt made to grasp its head with its too tiny to quite manage this forelegs, which happened to result in Nene growing at herself in a manner distinctly un-newt-like. Her tongue flicked out of her mouth and from there a cloud of flame washed up before Kostya, short and bright and ruby red, its warmth not more than a flash of sun, but still very much there.
Once it had cleared, there sat a small, freckled red-headed woman, leaning on her knobby knees. She really appeared quite ordinary aside from a faint translucence to her fingers and her toes.
And the fact she was bare-assed naked.
"I'm sorry man," sighed Nene. "That really sounds like it blows."