Chapter Nine- For you I'll risk it all

[thetrudger]

I’m not a woman anymore! [Despite his good attitude during the loss, he sounds extremely grateful for it to be over.] It’s nice to have something between my legs again.

[…]

I meant trousers instead of a skirt like I’d been wearing. You know, there was no fabric there because skirts are open and trousers have fabric there.

[Well, this was another stupid entry by Geoffrey Chaucer.]

Damn it. You know what I mean.

[Although, if he’s honest, he’s glad to have that back, too.]

Filtered to Bucky

[He’s not exactly sure what to say. He hesitates before speaking.]

I’m… me again. Just so you know. And I was just wondering… if I could have the pleasure of your company? Your loss is over, yes?

[ooc: Open over the journal!]

Comments

[forgedinbattle]

Let's just say Hercules is a personal friend. That help?

[thetrudger]

...The son of Zeus?

[forgedinbattle]

That'd be the one.

[thetrudger]

That's pretty far back.

[forgedinbattle]

So people tell me.