05-31-2018, 10:18 AM
valo-kas stared with their mouth agape at vigenere. i am being threatened. they blinked, buffering. “[color=salmon]s- uuhhhh...are you like on. fuckin’. are you on drugs? smokin’ crack? is it crack is that what- wh, like, what you’re smoking?” they squinted two fluorescent eyes and the third one blinked rapidly before rolling in it’s socket. “[color=salmon]i live here, dude.” they added sourly, as if it was perfectly reasonable to expect a total stranger to know that.
the mutant perked up when morgan arrived. something familiar. at least they had that. “[color=salmon]jeepers, you’re verbose.” they observed, thrusting themself into morgan’s space and taking a long, gargling sniff. “[color=salmon]buuut yeah, uh, vi- fuck i’m gonna call you vinny is that cool? yeah it is. i’m cool here. no need to be a tough guy.” they stuck their goo-coated tongue out and wagged it tauntingly at vigenere, stepping out of morgan’s zone and circling to scrutinize iota.
“[color=salmon]hi yoda.” they snorted wetly, lips peeling back into a grimace at the words veteran clan member. made them sound old, made them itch under the skin. i’ll never have anything on some of the ancient bastards ‘round here though. it was comforting enough to be reminded of that. “[color=salmon]good to meet a. uh. noob, i guess.” man...fuck pleasantries. they were getting antsy.
both of valo’s ears flattened at killian’s approach and subsequent observation. of all the descriptors in our lexicon, why is it always ‘weird’? to be fair, there was hardly a more accurate label for them, but they were still determined to muster a twinge of exasperation. one of these days, some handsome hunk of meat is gonna recognize me as an equally handsome hunk of meat and then ya’ll’ll see. they barked out a noisy laugh at that, squinting at killian.
“[color=salmon]you’re, uuhh, so fucking observant. i’m, like, wow. i’ve just. been here. who the hell cares how long. i’m here again now and that’s the way this cookie’s crumbling, jackass.” they declared hotly, bubbling at the mouth. “[color=salmon]if it’s a problem, die mad about it.”
the mutant perked up when morgan arrived. something familiar. at least they had that. “[color=salmon]jeepers, you’re verbose.” they observed, thrusting themself into morgan’s space and taking a long, gargling sniff. “[color=salmon]buuut yeah, uh, vi- fuck i’m gonna call you vinny is that cool? yeah it is. i’m cool here. no need to be a tough guy.” they stuck their goo-coated tongue out and wagged it tauntingly at vigenere, stepping out of morgan’s zone and circling to scrutinize iota.
“[color=salmon]hi yoda.” they snorted wetly, lips peeling back into a grimace at the words veteran clan member. made them sound old, made them itch under the skin. i’ll never have anything on some of the ancient bastards ‘round here though. it was comforting enough to be reminded of that. “[color=salmon]good to meet a. uh. noob, i guess.” man...fuck pleasantries. they were getting antsy.
both of valo’s ears flattened at killian’s approach and subsequent observation. of all the descriptors in our lexicon, why is it always ‘weird’? to be fair, there was hardly a more accurate label for them, but they were still determined to muster a twinge of exasperation. one of these days, some handsome hunk of meat is gonna recognize me as an equally handsome hunk of meat and then ya’ll’ll see. they barked out a noisy laugh at that, squinting at killian.
“[color=salmon]you’re, uuhh, so fucking observant. i’m, like, wow. i’ve just. been here. who the hell cares how long. i’m here again now and that’s the way this cookie’s crumbling, jackass.” they declared hotly, bubbling at the mouth. “[color=salmon]if it’s a problem, die mad about it.”