Wandering about London

"And if it were me?" she asked curiously looking at him, debating on whether or not she should do it to be funny.

Sammael thought for a few moments, "I would probably b***h slap you!" He laughed loudly, and grinned at her.

"You wouldn't...would you really?" she said a little surprised.

Sammael shrugged, "It would depend on what mood i was in. I have a very short temper, and i tend to lash out at things when i'm grumpy, so it could happen."

Christabelle crossed her arms in mock frustration and pouted, "Aww man, there goes my fun for the day."

Sammael chuckled, "Were you planning to get me to climb a tree, just so you could push me out of it?!" He laughed, lightly, starting to feel more relaxed around the elf.

Christabelle laughed hard at that, "If I were to climb into a tree I would just jump on you and tackle you."

Sammael chuckled, again, "Well i'd like to see you try. We are very stable, and have good balance. I always use the treetops when i'm hunting."

She shoved at him playfully laughing, "Well its like I said it just ruins my fun for the day." she replied to him, "Plus now you're expecting it, so I don't have the element of surprising you."

Sammael chuckled, "That is true, but you could still do it when i least expect it. I don't know exactly when you are going to try and push me, so you could still catch me off my guard. Hmm why am i telling you this?!" He smiled, broadly, his white teeth flashing, even in the shade.

Christabelle laughed even harder, "I don't know." she replied smiling sweetly, "But you act as if the thought didn't pop into my head already!" She smiled at the thought of catching him off guard like that, "Though I don't know if I could be that mean."

Sammael arched an eyebrow, "Oh i think you could! You may be sweet on the outside, but i bet you are itching at the chance to get to me!" He chuckled lightly, to show that he was only joking. 'You have to remember to be unthreatening,' he thought to himself, knowing that he could be very intimidating, even when he didn't want to be.

She laughed at him lightly, "Do you really think you're intimidating me?" she said laughing even harder.

Sammael arched an eyebrow, "Can you read minds?! And no, i can tell when i am scaring someone and when i'm not." He smiled, and chuckled lightly.

"No I can't, though I am very intuitive." she replied with a small smirk.

Sammael laughed loudly, "Mmm, i would think no less of an elf! Your kind can be very....tricky!"

"I'm not one of the tricky one's...atleast I don't think so." she said laughing loudly.

Sammael smiled, "Oh i wouldn't be so sure. You stopped me from attacking you, that's something to be proud of!"

"And how exactly did I do that?" she asked curiously eying him.

Sammael shrugged, "You took my mind off it, and as i said, you are different from the others!"

"Don't tell me I've charmed you with my personality." she said giggling lightly, blushing slightly as she did.

Sammael chuckled, "Charmed isn't quite the right word, interested definitly! Different is always interesting."

Christabelle laughed, "Well I guess I should be glad I'm different then."

Sammael nodded, "Oh yes, if you weren't then you would probably be dead. But you are so you aren't!" He looked out to the park, and saw how low the sun was in the sky. He smiled, "At last, a bit of freedom," he said, knowing it wouldn't be long till dark.

She looked and saw the sun setting, "Wow I can't believe we've been sitting here talking all day." she said laughing even more.