FoxWriter
Cluster
- Joined
- Jan 20, 2011
- Location
- in the realm of lust and seduction
Amal and Alma where much more calm in their choices, though they heaped their long plates up just as full as Julian had, taking small bites to savor the taste of the food, Amal sighing softly and making a strange motion to his sister, he touched his heart and then his hips before bowing to her, Alma giggling a little. “it's not the feast of Silence Amal.” she teased the alien laughing a little as he turned to Rich. “the paint signifies two things, what ceremony we are having, and which god rules the ceremony.” he explained calmly. “the paint is to appeal to that particular god, so he looks upon us with favor.” she explained smiling brightly. “because this is a very simple meeting ceremony, very little paint is needed, because there are no gods involved, the paint here is instead to honor the guests.” “it's really kind of complicated.” Amal admitted smiling a little. “it would take a long time to learn, but we where raised into it so it seams so much simpler to us.”