Outside
(Yanmark is ordering her dragonfly robot minions in a chorus
. Somehow, they are pitch-perfect.)
lightning round, prone to drop asleep at any moment
(JILIAN)
(Is outside on a deck chair, trying to... is she peeling some of her own skin off...? Looks lighter in color than the rest and is just flaking off easily.)
…?
(Is eavesdropping on this robot choir-practice, looking both intrigued and confused as she continues to fleck her skin off.)
(GAVIALIS)
(Is in the main room, using one of those novelty backscratchers to do much the same. scritch scritch...)
Edited by MobileLeprechaun on Sep 1st 2018 at 11:15:42 AM
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019...?...
(Scritches off a HUGE fleck of scaly shed from his back, slithering a bit closer to Beaux.)
...If, you are, referring to the... device I, am using, it is, apparently, a... back, scratcher...
(sniff her...)
...Hi. You... didn't have to stop just because of me.
(Takes some of the shedding skin off her hand, coming off in one piece like a glove.)
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019...I don't... think it's disturbing.
(Listens closely to the sonorous tones of the robot dragonflies.)
...I think... this is the first time I've heard music.
.......!,!,!... h,h,h...!
(Pants a bit as the skin flecks off his back, the new skin beneath p fuckin' shiny-white in comparison to the relatively dull shed.)
......this, assistance, is... appreciated, but... not... n... h,h,h,h,h,hhhh...
(tail gently swish... he like it!)
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019

"Do you think I could be their deity...?"
"... -tapping her head for andy-"
"Oh, like business suit? I think I kiiiind of know the style?"