One ♒ Action/Phone.
[The Highblood's off key laugh would be the last memory Dualscar had of his time in Alternia. Both disarmed and dismembered, he had been awaiting the final, skull crushing blow. Just his luck too, pity he was never good with knock knock jokes, mostly because the concept of knocking was beyond him.
It was this sound that he heard resounding in his ears as he jolted awake, his eyes snapping open as he gasps for air. It takes a few minutes to process what he's seeing. Just seconds ago, he had been on the brink of death, but now he only feels a slight numbness, something like grogginess. He scans the room, muttering lowly.]
If this is what happens when the wretched die...
[He looks down at his hands and his eyebrow begins to twitch rapidly, he always had an anger management problem, but he is handling it well as he throws himself out of bed and starts flipping the furniture.]
WHY AM I FUCKIN' PINK?
A: Action: (Specifically for Miss Mindfang) [Finally, being the compassionate, caring person that he is, he turns to his side and notices the figure in bed next to him. There's a slight pause as he absorbs her appearance and the gears in his mind click.]
You! [He raises his tone from a mutter to a bark of surprise, trying to hide the glee in his findings.]
B: Phone: [After he has rough-housed with Mindfang for long enough, it is time to explore. The phone is a curious object, but it seems to hold great power, power he can wield. His immediate chain of thought leads him to kick said phone and to storm back and forth in front of it, ranting loudly to himself and to the receiver that he is unaware of.]
You think this is fuckin' funny?! Where the fuck am I and who touched my fuckin' gun?! I'll tell you right now, I don't fuckin' adhere to this kinda manipulation, HIGHBLOOD...but, I will give you this...Mindfang was a nice touch...
It was this sound that he heard resounding in his ears as he jolted awake, his eyes snapping open as he gasps for air. It takes a few minutes to process what he's seeing. Just seconds ago, he had been on the brink of death, but now he only feels a slight numbness, something like grogginess. He scans the room, muttering lowly.]
If this is what happens when the wretched die...
[He looks down at his hands and his eyebrow begins to twitch rapidly, he always had an anger management problem, but he is handling it well as he throws himself out of bed and starts flipping the furniture.]
WHY AM I FUCKIN' PINK?
A: Action: (Specifically for Miss Mindfang) [Finally, being the compassionate, caring person that he is, he turns to his side and notices the figure in bed next to him. There's a slight pause as he absorbs her appearance and the gears in his mind click.]
You! [He raises his tone from a mutter to a bark of surprise, trying to hide the glee in his findings.]
B: Phone: [After he has rough-housed with Mindfang for long enough, it is time to explore. The phone is a curious object, but it seems to hold great power, power he can wield. His immediate chain of thought leads him to kick said phone and to storm back and forth in front of it, ranting loudly to himself and to the receiver that he is unaware of.]
You think this is fuckin' funny?! Where the fuck am I and who touched my fuckin' gun?! I'll tell you right now, I don't fuckin' adhere to this kinda manipulation, HIGHBLOOD...but, I will give you this...Mindfang was a nice touch...