06-23-2018, 09:31 AM
AND I'M JUST A DEAD MAN WALKING TONIGHT
Bastille cocked his head to the side as he peered at the flowers she showed him, possessing no finer knowledge of flowers himself to figure out what it was or if it symbolized anything. There were a lot of random categories he could detail fairly well but this? Was not one of them. To him it was just aesthetics, and he supplied in a drawl, ”Hm, yes, I think those speak to my souls.” The slight dramatization was intentional, it seemed, if only because Bast didn’t actually know anything about her choice and he had a vague sense of humor.
He glanced up at the flicker of movement, and his gaze found Charlie idly. ”Hi, Delta,” he greeted casually, seeing how the baby seemed to be regarding them, before he made a brief huffing vibration in the back of his throat, something he’d heard Beta do frequently when he greeted her. He had no idea what it actually meant, but eh. He had no idea what any of the weird noises he echoed back at them meant.
It took him a moment to remember that Gordon was... well. A timid person in general, let alone near the raptor. His gaze flickered back to her, and he said, low, ”Don’t run. She won’t hurt you if you don’t run.” Was it rude to assume that she might bolt? Maybe, but Bast liked to consider it character study. He would rather take the risk of offending her than seeing her become Baby Blue’s next snack.
[align=center]BASTILLEPRISONER — ASTRAL SERAPH — TAGSHe glanced up at the flicker of movement, and his gaze found Charlie idly. ”Hi, Delta,” he greeted casually, seeing how the baby seemed to be regarding them, before he made a brief huffing vibration in the back of his throat, something he’d heard Beta do frequently when he greeted her. He had no idea what it actually meant, but eh. He had no idea what any of the weird noises he echoed back at them meant.
It took him a moment to remember that Gordon was... well. A timid person in general, let alone near the raptor. His gaze flickered back to her, and he said, low, ”Don’t run. She won’t hurt you if you don’t run.” Was it rude to assume that she might bolt? Maybe, but Bast liked to consider it character study. He would rather take the risk of offending her than seeing her become Baby Blue’s next snack.
Honey, you're familiar, like my mirror years ago, Idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on his sword, Innocence died screaming; honey, ask me, I should know, I slithered here from Eden just to sit outside your door. [b][sup]▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃[/sup][/b]