You fold your arms in front of your chest .”Obviously, so why don’t we skip the little tour of my Hive and get on with things.” You frown annoyed with her ,disliking the fact she was so comfortable with walking around YOUR hive without your consent , however the yellow blood was headed right for your ‘playroom’ , and you were going to take her in there anyway.
You let out a faint hiss and follow behind your ‘guest’
“Agreed. Helps speed things up. I’m pretty impatient.”
You roll your eyes at his little attitude. How precious he was being. You continue to wander though his hive, clearly attempting to piss him off more. You open a door to some sort of block and you looked around it. What an odd block it was.
NON VIRGIN OLIVES WANT TO BE IN OIL TOO!
You force yourself to smile slightly, what a little bitch , “You catch on quickly, you’re smarter than you look.” You roll your eyes, “yes im sure my hive exceeds your own, but im sure you haven’t come here to gawk at it. “ Your finger twitches slightly, yes, hurting her is going to be quite enjoyable, for both of you.
“Considering I am smarter than I look I’m going to go way out on a limb here and assume you might be.” You glance him up and down quickly. “I’m going to guess you know why I’m really here.” you smirk and continue walking through his hive, not really paying too much attention.
You wait for the yellow blood to break the surface. You had to admit, she was a decent swimmer for a land dweller, not only that but she was also pleasing to the eyes. You had a good feeling about this one, she seemed feisty if nothing else.
You break the surface, and hoist yourself from the water. Thank God that you learned how to swim. You run a hand through your hair, slicking it back.
You glance around for a quick second “Nice place you got here.”, you smirk and add “See, how I was polite and complimented your stereotypical sea dweller hive? Maybe you should take notes?”
You take a few steps past him, inviting yourself deeper in the hive. “And I am going to assume that you aren’t going to ask me in so I’m going to have to show myself in, aren’t I?”
You realise you’ve killed more than a laughsassin. Is it too late to maybe question your life choices? yes? … Nah.