08-29-2018, 10:24 AM
[size=9pt]Sometimes, he really wishes he spoke Spanish. It's proving to be essential when interacting with Lazarus, because, most of the time, Moon hasn't a fucking clue what he's saying. In the past, it's only been slightly annoying -- probably only insults purposefully spoken in another language -- but now, what he's saying is important. It may as well be a matter of life and death, and if he's trying to tell him something important and Moon can't understand, what the hell are they going to do? Track down Gabriel and get him to play messenger? Good luck with that.
But then comes Imperia, and the day is saved. As usual. Though, Moon's ego takes a slight blow-- he frowns at her comment, picking the poppy seeds from the ground and tucking them back into his bag. It's not like he speaks Spanish; how the hell was he supposed to know what Lazarus needed? He rolls his eyes to the sky and walks to the wolf's side, shoving his shoulder against hers, gently. Leave it to Imperia to make him look like a rookie.
"You good to walk back to the Cleric's Hide?" he asks, once Imperia's question has been answered. "I'd offer to carry you, but I'm not too keen on getting any new scars."
But then comes Imperia, and the day is saved. As usual. Though, Moon's ego takes a slight blow-- he frowns at her comment, picking the poppy seeds from the ground and tucking them back into his bag. It's not like he speaks Spanish; how the hell was he supposed to know what Lazarus needed? He rolls his eyes to the sky and walks to the wolf's side, shoving his shoulder against hers, gently. Leave it to Imperia to make him look like a rookie.
"You good to walk back to the Cleric's Hide?" he asks, once Imperia's question has been answered. "I'd offer to carry you, but I'm not too keen on getting any new scars."
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