Talk:Cyclops/@comment-5426290-20140805190105/@comment-28935784-20150221141211

I ask for an axe or a mace because I'm tired of using a &lsquo;sword&rsquo;. ;) She gives me a puzzled look, but agrees anyway and picks me up. She slings me over her shoulder and carries me away to &lsquo;battle&rsquo;.  After she gets to her cave, she teasingly strips both of us down and asks if I'm pumped for battle. I nod and tackle her, only for her to pull me off like I'm a kitten and pin me down. &lsquo;You lose,&rsquo; she says breathlessly as she lies on me and proceeds to take her victory spoils.  Now I'm stuck there because losing had a lifelong penalty. Oh well, at least the weapon she made for me and her own weapon in her pants are extremely beautiful, durable and have served me well.