Sifa had a personal brand of laziness that he had exhibited at almost all times. This laziness was about as integral to him as a sense of humor to a human and he had exhibited it ever since birth. Everything he did for 143 years had been tinged with the laziness of his actions, and as a result when his siblings at times didn't comprehend that he was not interested or willing, for the most part, to actually do anything of substance. This morning was no exception, as he sat down at the dining table to talk to Fweiu about his earlier interactions with her in the M3C.
Ever since he came to the islands, there were a few things that actually got under his skin. The first and foremost, he would never have on his own accord gone halfway across the world in order to do anything, much less do a job for a clan. He was the clan's social loafer, and was almost proud of it. The idea that his sister perpetuated that he should be doing a job, however small slightly infuriated him internally. He was not, in his opinion, cut out for working even though it literally was him sitting on a couch and watching TV or doing other things integrated with the pop culture of the world.
The second reason was tied into the first in that he heavily disliked having to keep up a human form while inside a building on the island. While he was by no means discomforted by the form itself, the periodic headaches and his weak body type made him quite annoyed, though the form did lend itself to being able to sleep in smaller areas. Sleeping while in this form however was a pain in itself in his opinion and he would have preferred to just fall asleep in his natural form.
The third and final reason was quite personal as he was forced to come with her in the middle of courting a being in the village which would probably have him lose the "large" amount of time and energy he had invested to it. He may have told himself that he had expended a large amount of energy on the female, but to those around him that had seen the courting attempts, it was known to be a laughably small effort.
So when he saw his sister walk into the room, he was already not in the best of moods, but he, like always, kept the most neutral face possible.
"So Fweiu, you wanted to talk?"
@Kait
Ever since he came to the islands, there were a few things that actually got under his skin. The first and foremost, he would never have on his own accord gone halfway across the world in order to do anything, much less do a job for a clan. He was the clan's social loafer, and was almost proud of it. The idea that his sister perpetuated that he should be doing a job, however small slightly infuriated him internally. He was not, in his opinion, cut out for working even though it literally was him sitting on a couch and watching TV or doing other things integrated with the pop culture of the world.
The second reason was tied into the first in that he heavily disliked having to keep up a human form while inside a building on the island. While he was by no means discomforted by the form itself, the periodic headaches and his weak body type made him quite annoyed, though the form did lend itself to being able to sleep in smaller areas. Sleeping while in this form however was a pain in itself in his opinion and he would have preferred to just fall asleep in his natural form.
The third and final reason was quite personal as he was forced to come with her in the middle of courting a being in the village which would probably have him lose the "large" amount of time and energy he had invested to it. He may have told himself that he had expended a large amount of energy on the female, but to those around him that had seen the courting attempts, it was known to be a laughably small effort.
So when he saw his sister walk into the room, he was already not in the best of moods, but he, like always, kept the most neutral face possible.
"So Fweiu, you wanted to talk?"
@Kait