WGW

Chapter 14

During the evening, Shami would set up the game meat that she figured out how to chase which consistently made Tanatswa can't help thinking about how she even figured out how to find out that, basically in light of the fact that he didn't think hunting was normal information. Shami would open the stomach of what resembled a mixed bag of a beever and a raccoon, eliminate its insides and pour some delicious natural products on top of it to enhance it. She would light a fire and drape the meat on top by piking it with a wooden stack and afterward cook it until it was perfect. Tanatswa looked at her and afterward inquired, "Is this another of your stunts or you figured out how to do this utilizing the custom objective specialist?"

"You know, if the greater part of your abilities to survive came from continually asking that 'thing' on the best way to do things then it thinks about ineffectively how you lived in your previous existence." she said, with a sarcastic tone. Tanatswa disliked her comment and she saw him scowling. She then, at that point, prodded him by saying, "Man you can't take a joke. Are on the whole large folks as sėnsɨtɨvė as you where you come from?"

"I wasn't large in my previous existence." he said, salivating on his fuming disturbance.

"Is that so? Gee, well without dithering on your inquiry, I definitely knew how to chase, it's a family thing." she said, destroying the meat from its position.

"I thought you said engineering was in your blood, why you know how to make building arrangements just as chase down irregular game?" he asked, somewhat inquisitive to hear her reaction.

"Well a great many people have been transformed into sissies because of the cutting edge period of human advancement and middle class occupations. We are developing our own animals for the butcher and nobody truly chases, except if you are essential for some authorized hunting club or something like that. Basically I was adequately fortunate to pick a ton of things from my father who showed me the intricate details." she said, separating the meat into half.

"So you went hunting with your father? Like where? What's more how? I thought most young ladies favored doing stuff like shopping, cosmetics and possibly playing with dolls when they were kids?" he asked, dazed by her origin story.

"Well that is right, most young ladies would do silly things yet I wasn't the silly sort. I got a kick out of the chance to do stuff that young men loved, additionally, having the option to chase and plan traps is cool particularly when you excel." she said, giving him his meat.

"You have to mess with me, you delighted in hunting? Oh my goodness, so you're similar to a fiery girl. No big surprise why you appear to be so open to doing male based work." he said, practically willfully ignorant of her story.

"Male based work? Well, you think stuff like development work is just for men? I trust you're not one of those s****l orientation jobs folks since, indeed, their degree of traditionalism and emphasis on ladies doing exhausting poop is somewhat upsetting." she said, checking out him with rather sharp eyes that appeared to be sitting tight for him to goof.

"I don't actually think often about s****l orientation jobs, I figure individuals ought to do anything they desire, yet aside from these correspondence battles, there is most certainly crap that occurs on the ground that can't be overlooked. It's almost certain for a person to accomplish development work or for the most part stuff that would get you ready to take care of business. I don't have the specific insights, however from my perceptions, folks for the most part do those sorts of occupations." he said, with a verbalization that was intended to persuade her.

"Wait just a minute Rambo, I concur, wow. Did you figure I would pull the women's activist card and contend with you? Nobody has time for that, what I need to hear from you is the way you track down this evening's burger joint." she said, egging him on to eat the meat. Tanatswa surrendered to her requests and took a chomp. The meat tasted delicate and the enhancing truly assisted with causing it to wait in his tongue. As though he was destroyed with an abrupt eruption of energy, he smiled as he took a gander at her and offered her the go-ahead. Shami grinned and afterward said, "Well he loves it."

"This preferences great, I mean how could you figure out how to make it taste so great? That is to say, dislike there is chicken here or hamburger that you could pull off a standard formula to kick off. So like, how?"

"I bet you might want to know. Gee, indeed, on the off chance that I am by and large totally legitimate I probed the meat a few times before I could take care of business and since there is no general store where I can without much of a stretch get soup powder, pepper, trimming or flavorings, I needed to sort out what works." she said, taking a chomp and biting enthusiastically.

"I thought fiery girls were bad at cooking?" he asked, deliberately attempting to bother her.

"Well that is only a generalization or rather deception. Young ladies who can't cook are simply languid ȧsses who like having their servants accomplish basically everything for them or stewards, assuming that they are extravagant." she said, as she bit her food.

"Isn't that likewise a generalization, possibly the young lady cooks in some cases in her extra time assuming she is from such a foundation." he answered, attempting to challenge her.

"You know what, we shouldn't squabble over individuals who are as yet alive, after all we are dead." she said, with her eyes wide, as though she had intended to say something like this. The two of them burst into chuckling and wondered about how dull that joke was. They then, at that point, checked out one another after the giggling quieted down, both getting looks at their fine elements from the features that came from the blazes of the huge fire. They grinned back at one another and snickered and afterward Shami traded some fairly exotic ganders at him at which he somewhat grinned back clumsily. Both of them were with off-kilter quietness and Shami was trusting that this would be the part that has Tanatswa move in and kiss her or something, however all things being equal, Tanatswa redirected from the possibility and started another discussion.

"Not terrible, but not great either' far I realize that you were a fiery girl, tracker, design understudy just as a boisterous and frank woman. Gee, so is there more to you than the things I have recorded? What were your leisure activities, likes, music tastes, etc?" he asked, halfway inquisitive and glad to have stayed away from the practically conceivable cozy second.

"Well," she said, somewhat baffled that he didn't follow up on the occasion, "Side interests, well I surmise I was into a ton of socially determined and adrenaline based exercises like voyaging, shows, observing live games at arenas or simply sports overall with my father and once in a while gaming."

"You had me on gaming, OK so we make them thing in like manner." he said, laughing a little.

"Stand by just gaming, you seem as though you'd be into sports or are you the cliché tech fellow?" she said, marginally amazed by his inclination.

"Very much we should simply say that the main games I would effectively follow separated from the fifa world cup would be League of Legends competitions and Heroes of the tempest." he said, suspicious that she would even know of what he was discussing.

"Man, that is fuċken entertaining, esports, that work area gaming stuff that individuals would make millions from, OK you currently affirmed the cliché tech fellow." she said, laughing uncontrollably.

"Wait, you know what that is? Esports?" he asked almost astounded by the fact that she knew.

"Of course dummy, how can I take an interest in gaming and not know that. Like one of the guys in the arts department at my university was scouted by some team, called, I think, Team Liquid was what it was called." she said, looking at both directions as if to tap into her memory.

"Wow, you actually had people who played professionally learning at your school. Damn, which university was it?"

"The university of Pretoria, yeah it was a wealth of unique experiences. So I am guessing the next question is on my musical tastes,ahem, so I basically didn't really fuss about following any artists but I mostly liked everything indie; so indie rock, indie pop and sometimes generic pop songs and that trap music stuff that kids were going crazy over." she said, as she took another bite.

"Trap, like lil yatchy and lil pump, hmm. So those are your tastes, alright." he said, slightly impressed and at the same time disappointed.

"That alright seemed not so convincing as if you think my musical taste is shit." she said, giving him the eye.

"Well I didn't say anything, besides you are entitled to like whatever you like." he said, placating her.

"Well just give me a gist of the kind of stuff you like, I am guessing it's probably some electronic music or rock." she said, looking closely at him with much scrutiny.

"Yeah, you got it right, I do like EDM and metal music, both genres are good for keeping you up late at night when pulling off an all nighter, so yeah, you guessed it." he said, finishing his meat.

"Well let's skip that stuff since we clearly don't have any access to any of the music we are gonna mention. Hmm, I am actually curious about your love life, like I know we are dead and all, but, tell me, what kind of girls did you date when you were still alive?".

"Um," said Tanatswa whose heart raced at that moment. He wasn't prepared for this topic and definitely didn't want to expose the fact that he had never had a girlfriend or worse, that he died a vɨrġɨn. He didn't like lying or pretenses, but for the sake of his pride, he quickly made up a tall tale.

"So, well, I didn't date much but the last girlfriend I had was called Vanessa. She was fine, liked playing video games and reading books." he said, feigning a stoic face.

"So you were into nerdy girls?" she asked, curious to find out about his taste in women.

"Yeah, nerdy girls. We had a really happy relationship." he said, now feigning a smile.

"Were you two still together by the team you committed suicide or you had broken up?" she asked, hoping that his relationship had long past ended before his death.

"Um, we parted ways way before that. It ended up being a long distance thing and we couldn't keep it up so it ended." he said, now feigning sadness.

"Wow, that's so sad, did you try to like, visit her or something?" she asked, kind of moved by his story.

"Well at that point there was no way we could retry, she ended up moving on with someone else in England." he said, looking at Shami's face to judge the level of believability of his lies.

"Well, if she ain't the patient type I guess you gotta move on then," she said, lingering on some impure thoughts to try to get Tanatswa into a situation that she could seduce him in, "so, would you want to move on, here in Goshem?"

"Excuse me?" he asked, slightly thrown off by the transition of their conversation.

"I mean, there are probably going to be girls among the 1000 who we will be interested in you so, would you want to take another swing at love here, I mean love after life sounds like it has a good ring to it?" she asked, looking at him intently with sensual eyes.

"Nah, I think I would need some time to think about it, you know what I should probably sleep early for tomorrow's training, so thanks for the food, I will head out first.' he said, quickly making his escape from situation. Shami was furious. She wondered why he was avoiding her obvious invitations. Was she the one being weird or was it too early for them to be sharing bodily fluids due to their current circumstances. As she pondered as to why this conversation had not transitioned to hot blooded sėx and ȯrġȧsms, Tanatswa was also going through his own mental hurdles.

Despite the awesome body he had, he was still inexperienced and not familiar with how he would even approach fuċkɨnġ her. He had noticed the her hints, but he was afraid he might say something weird or fuċk up, and then have to cohabit with another human being who thought he was trash because he suċkėd wooing women He decided to sit this one out with a nap and oh boy, Shami began planning for some retribution for tomorrow's training.