03-31-2020, 11:28 PM
Caustic stops for a moment, taking a breather to let his lungs catch up. He pulls up his left paw, pulling on the straps with his teeth to remove the prosthetic. He shakes the dirt off of it, flexing his two fleshy toes. Caustic's ears perk as the boy speaks, tilting his head in Atticus' direction. "Fulfilling Beck's task he-" Caustic coughs, the movement shuddering through. "Asked me to clear the Pueraria montana var. lobata from people's homes," Caustic gestures to the vines. They were better known as Kudzu, an invasive plant that died years ago. He feels a little shame, honestly. Once, it was his job to make the pesticides that killed these, his brain already running through the compounds that could do the job just right.
Aurum approaches, and the wolf's ears tilt back as he spoke. "Yes... but again, it's Dr. Caustic, Aurum." He would correct the tigon every time, without fail. Another cough wracks through his body as a stranger he was unfamiliar with approaches. He nods through his coughs, gesturing to the wall of vines.
Aurum approaches, and the wolf's ears tilt back as he spoke. "Yes... but again, it's Dr. Caustic, Aurum." He would correct the tigon every time, without fail. Another cough wracks through his body as a stranger he was unfamiliar with approaches. He nods through his coughs, gesturing to the wall of vines.
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