Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26443603-20140903154828/@comment-29458028-20140913012927

Lazarus Grimm wrote: "But... what were you doing?! You were... you were kissing me?" Claire was actually more confused then upset, She didn't want to admit that she had been enjoying the kissing, but when she found out who had been the culprit behind it, it had left her with a bitter aftertaste. "But... you don't even like me."

"I just had a series of very messed up dreams that somehow translated into real life action. In my mind, I went through many scenarios of surreal nature. One of them involved kissing, lots of it. I told you not to share a bed with me, that was because I know I dream such dreams."

"When such dreams are in progress, my mind cannot work to suppress them, only alter them. As for liking you, I actually don't know myself. My mind thinks in rational terms only. Like and love are ... difficult concepts for me to comprehend, but linked to my basal instinct."

Francois began to think irrationally for the moment. Surely he could irrationalize these thoughts? Reason didn't always hold. As for liking Claire, he didn't quite want to admit it, but he'd prefer someone with similar academic creds than a bimbo. Still, he didn't feel much, he just felt wrong.

(Lel, his IQ is kinda high, it happens if you got taught by Mora personally. The only reason he doesn't earn big bucks is his lack of motivation to work in those sort of jobs and his love for shooting things. Esp his love to shoot things.)