"So you are grateful for your love?" He tilts his head, his ears flopping a bit.
He nods, smiling “Love is something I care about more than anythin, and I love her more than anythin.”
"But you throw yourself into these dangerous situations. If you die, she won't have you anymore, and your job will go undone until someone less qualified comes around to do it."
He steeples his paws. "What would you sacrifice for your love?"
He looks to the ground “I would sacrifice everything I could, my revenge against my sisters, ever seeing anyone again, it doesn’t matter if I can’t have her in my life. She is the warmth I have, without it I’m just nothing but cold.” He blows another puff, before stomping out the cig.
Okigaro is sitting outside, deboning some fish. She grumbles to herself and hands the bones to her dogs who nearly take off one of her fingers to snap up the bones.
William is opening the Red Plate for the lunch rush. He runs a hand through his short black hair, heading back towards the kitchen to wash his hands.
Home is grumbling to himself as he drags the plastic wrapped body bag into the basement, talking to himself about how annoying the body is and how he doesn't have a moment of peace with it.
*If you're up for another interaction*
Podmorski sits nearby, watching and fitting together unusually shaped mechanical parts.
Tyrone is down there, feeding the hole.
She walks out and sets down a bento box beside him. It is filled with eel sushi, rice, stir-fried beef and vegetables, and a deep-fried donut.
*Hey I’m back after boxing with my friend, going all out and all that, anybody want to rp or just talk, or interact in any way?*
*Sure.*
Stroth is looking for Sparrow, scuttling around.
*Oh, okay.*
She would find Sparrow at his camp, full of holes and nearly dead, just resting against a tree.
She curses, running over. She waves a hand and begins to cast Heal on him.
The holes in him begin to close, as he raises his head, covered in blood “How ya doin love?”
"Good, what happened?" She asks, her secondary eyes opening "Ill turn them into rust."
He smiles, raising one hand up to hold hers “Don’t worry about me, just an old friend came to say hello, I’ll find em later.”
"..." She grumbles and hugs him "Ill kill em.."
He hugs her back, kissing her forehead “Thank ya, I love ya far too much.” The holes close up, leaving scars somehow, glowing.
She stands up and reaches into her pocket, pulling out something wrapped in cloth.
He looks to it, raising an eyebrow “Another gift? Ya can’t keep doin this, I’ve got nothin to give you in return.” He tries to push himself back this standing.
"But you throw yourself into these dangerous situations. If you die, she won't have you anymore, and your job will go undone until someone less qualified comes around to do it."
He steeples his paws. "What would you sacrifice for your love?"
He looks to the ground “I would sacrifice everything I could, my revenge against my sisters, ever seeing anyone again, it doesn’t matter if I can’t have her in my life. She is the warmth I have, without it I’m just nothing but cold.” He blows another puff, before stomping out the cig.
Podmorski nods, looking at the ground as well. "It's nice to see I've finally run into someone who has an ounce of gratitude in their heart. Someone once made a deal with me, you know. She wanted a new body, one that fit her artistic desires perfectly. And she said she would give me everything for it. I thought, 'If you are empty, sick, and short-sighted enough to give up your entire life, you never deserved it in the first place' But you're different. You don't need anything, because you have your everything. Isn't that just sweet? Doesn't that just sound... impossible?"
*Hey I’m back after boxing with my friend, going all out and all that, anybody want to rp or just talk, or interact in any way?*
*Sure.*
Stroth is looking for Sparrow, scuttling around.
*Oh, okay.*
She would find Sparrow at his camp, full of holes and nearly dead, just resting against a tree.
She curses, running over. She waves a hand and begins to cast Heal on him.
The holes in him begin to close, as he raises his head, covered in blood “How ya doin love?”
"Good, what happened?" She asks, her secondary eyes opening "Ill turn them into rust."
He smiles, raising one hand up to hold hers “Don’t worry about me, just an old friend came to say hello, I’ll find em later.”
"..." She grumbles and hugs him "Ill kill em.."
He hugs her back, kissing her forehead “Thank ya, I love ya far too much.” The holes close up, leaving scars somehow, glowing.
She stands up and reaches into her pocket, pulling out something wrapped in cloth.
He looks to it, raising an eyebrow “Another gift? Ya can’t keep doin this, I’ve got nothin to give you in return.” He tries to push himself back this standing.
She shoves her hands in her pockets "I wanted to." She hands it to him.
"But you throw yourself into these dangerous situations. If you die, she won't have you anymore, and your job will go undone until someone less qualified comes around to do it."
He steeples his paws. "What would you sacrifice for your love?"
He looks to the ground “I would sacrifice everything I could, my revenge against my sisters, ever seeing anyone again, it doesn’t matter if I can’t have her in my life. She is the warmth I have, without it I’m just nothing but cold.” He blows another puff, before stomping out the cig.
Podmorski nods, looking at the ground as well. "It's nice to see I've finally run into someone who has an ounce of gratitude in their heart. Someone once made a deal with me, you know. She wanted a new body, one that fit her artistic desires perfectly. And she said she would give me everything for it. I thought, 'If you are empty, sick, and short-sighted enough to give up your entire life, you never deserved it in the first place' But you're different. You don't need anything, because you have your everything. Isn't that just sweet? Doesn't that just sound... impossible?"
He chuckles and shakes his head, “You’re right, it sounds impossible, but that’s what true emotion is, ignoring the impossible for the sake of what is true. I would never do anything to harm her, because without her… I have nothing but the cold I felt so long ago.”
*Power scaling is ruining my life!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
As he does, he finds that it disappears as soon as it hits the ground.
"Tried to bring my work to light." he shrugs.
"Uhhhhhh..." He thinks, counting on his fingers.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Good, what happened?" She asks, her secondary eyes opening "Ill turn them into rust."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
“Whoa. Cool.” He stoops, examining the plants.
“Like culinary espionage?”
She waits for his response.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
She peers out, raising a brow.
"... sure." He nods.
"Like... 100 years give or take?"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
He looks to the ground “I would sacrifice everything I could, my revenge against my sisters, ever seeing anyone again, it doesn’t matter if I can’t have her in my life. She is the warmth I have, without it I’m just nothing but cold.” He blows another puff, before stomping out the cig.
*We are talking MHA’s best vs HxH’s best, it’s very interesting.*
He smiles, raising one hand up to hold hers “Don’t worry about me, just an old friend came to say hello, I’ll find em later.”
She walks out and sets down a bento box beside him. It is filled with eel sushi, rice, stir-fried beef and vegetables, and a deep-fried donut.
Home blinks "Yo."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"..." She grumbles and hugs him "Ill kill em.."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
He hugs her back, kissing her forehead “Thank ya, I love ya far too much.” The holes close up, leaving scars somehow, glowing.
Klei retreats slightly. “S-sorry ma’am…”
“That sounds really rough.”
“That’s… gotta be a while. I’m like 900 but I could go all around that whole time…”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
She stands up and reaches into her pocket, pulling out something wrapped in cloth.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
She sighs and slams the window shut.
"Unfortunately." he rubs the bridge of his nose.
"Woooow." He chuckles
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
He looks to it, raising an eyebrow “Another gift? Ya can’t keep doin this, I’ve got nothin to give you in return.” He tries to push himself back this standing.
Podmorski nods, looking at the ground as well. "It's nice to see I've finally run into someone who has an ounce of gratitude in their heart. Someone once made a deal with me, you know. She wanted a new body, one that fit her artistic desires perfectly. And she said she would give me everything for it. I thought, 'If you are empty, sick, and short-sighted enough to give up your entire life, you never deserved it in the first place' But you're different. You don't need anything, because you have your everything. Isn't that just sweet? Doesn't that just sound... impossible?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She shoves her hands in her pockets "I wanted to." She hands it to him.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
He chuckles and shakes his head, “You’re right, it sounds impossible, but that’s what true emotion is, ignoring the impossible for the sake of what is true. I would never do anything to harm her, because without her… I have nothing but the cold I felt so long ago.”
He gives her a quick hug and sets down his device to eat. The machine looks like an unfinished mechanical hand with vents all over it.
"Hey. I made some burgs out of habit, and I thought the house might like a snack. Has the body been bothering you again?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She tilts her head "What in the nine is that hon?"
"Cool and yes, refuses to leave me alone." he lays it down and crouches beside Tyrone, looking down into the hole.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘