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(Sighs and sits down on the coffee table like the lil' animal she is.)
...Listen... I'm kind of stupid, but... Even I can tell something's bothering you. I'm a neutral party. I'm about as neutral as parties get, honestly, I... I was literally born about a month or two ago. If you need to get something off your mind, I can listen...
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019You must understand, my research is important.....
-He starts walking towards her, looking off wistfully into the sky-
I've pondered for some time....what is the nature of a Man? What makes us human? What are the bits and bobs that distinguish us from the gods above and the lesser beasts below?....I've spent years searching for answers to this question.
-He reaches a hand out, and beckons to Mac-
Perhaps those answers lie here, in the fowl who talks like a man....Now please, dear, won't you serve the greater good?....
Edited by MacDuffy on Oct 23rd 2018 at 4:37:49 AM
(...damn... tough nut to crack...)
...Would you, uh... at least like something to eat with your coffee...?
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(Her eyes widen, and her lil' foot starts to take a step forward... yet she plants it back down, inhaling nice 'n deep...)
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(Her eyes narrow, and she tucks her little notepad under her wing, pointing at him with the sharpened tip of her pencil for affect.)
Mahfinalansweresnoo, an'ahexpeictyet'beagentan'acceptet.
(better be ready to leg it if he doesn't, tho...)
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019...Well, there's... Chips, I think, biscuits, my brother made some, uhhh... scones, I think they're called? I think we still have some, we didn't eat them all.
...ookeiweellthen—HYAA—!
(KICKS a bunch of dust and dirt at his mask, immediately starting to RUN THE FUCK AWAY
.)
Suiryu panted heavily, that was fucking exhausting. And it wasn't even a good fight...
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARHG! BULLSHIT!
He had to chase that damn bumbling coward, throw rocks at him like a common thug and he didn't even have the gall to fight him!!!
He's going to fight someone strong even if it kills him
Edited by Pandemonius_Panda on Oct 23rd 2018 at 5:49:21 AM
"I don't think that's what you could call it!" He replied as he once again moved out of the way.
Quick as a flash, he whiled his free hand around Suiryu's own arm and his captive leg, pulling a wire connected to his left hand taught.
"Anger just leads to fighting without a clear head and someone ends up on the ground. That doesn't sound very nice to me at all, don't you think? I don't think anyone should have to fight at all so I can't understand just wailing on someone but that's never going to get you where you need to go!"
[forum cryptid: it/it's]...It won't be. One moment...
(Drops down on all fours and scampers into the kitchen...)
(Returning moments later with a lil' plate of yummy scones
◊.)
There... I had a feeling we still had some.
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019

(shifts in her seat as Jillian approaches)
I'll... I'll be fine. Really.