[Voice/Video]
[The communicator flips on, showing Uck peering at it thoughtfully. His paw taps a button or two before he nods. The bumbler scurries onto the bed and perches on Michael's chest.]
"Ichael."
[When there's no response, the bumbler whaps him on the face with a paw.]
"Ichael."
[He lifts one of the angel's eyelids, peering at the eyeball beneath. The creature's voice is showing less patience by the moment.]
"Ichael!"
[Uck taps a foot thoughtfully, finally nodding to himself. Grabbing Michael's limp hand in his paws, the throcken drags it up to his chest. Smoothing the web of skin between the thumb and forefinger, Uck pats it gently... right before he sinks his teeth into it. The resulting shriek from the now awake angel is impressive.]
"Uck! Ow! Fuck!"
"Uck! Ichael!"
"Ichael."
[When there's no response, the bumbler whaps him on the face with a paw.]
"Ichael."
[He lifts one of the angel's eyelids, peering at the eyeball beneath. The creature's voice is showing less patience by the moment.]
"Ichael!"
[Uck taps a foot thoughtfully, finally nodding to himself. Grabbing Michael's limp hand in his paws, the throcken drags it up to his chest. Smoothing the web of skin between the thumb and forefinger, Uck pats it gently... right before he sinks his teeth into it. The resulting shriek from the now awake angel is impressive.]
"Uck! Ow! Fuck!"
"Uck! Ichael!"