Thread:Crowsoul50/@comment-33229352-20190905051412/@comment-36159587-20190905053840

Presuming Ishmael was high up the tree, the other deity craned his neck upwards in a vain attempt to try to see where the other's eyes were. Oblivious to the other's fright, somehow, he proceeded to climb the tree too, settling on one of the lower, firmer branches, his fingers gripping the bark tightly, as if afraid the wind would blow him right off and 50 kilometers away in one gust.

"Hi!" he offered cheerily, then just got right into business. "Do you know how to work this...thing...a phone?" He muttered to himself, "Chan-chan called it a phone, right?"