[Open] Like a log on a tree

[boat_lights]

Who: Vincent Nightray and somarium
Where: Anywhere you'd like. <3
Style: First
Status: Open

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MOLEST AWAY, VINNY NIGHTRAT

[mykubochan]

[Things had been going swimmingly. Except for the part where he'd fallen from a tree because a really big cat had wanted to eat him, of course. He'd found Kubochan and apparently he'd been asleep for a month...!? And they'd been going to find somewhere safe, like caves or something.

When things went not so swimmingly. Instead, they went rather...running-ly. Somewhere in between staring at Kubochan, staring at the dinosaur things that was chasing them, and staring at Kubochan again, Kubochan had gone missing. One of the dinosaurs hadn't.

It went missing eventually, one tree climb later. Which left Tokito, panting, again, having swung down from his perch.]

...Dammit!

[Swearing, because this pisses him off. And because Kubochan was missing again. And dinosaurs!? He'll be catching his breath, looking, as people tend to look after such adventures, quite a mess. T-shirts and sweatpants don't make the best attire for a Jurassic Park adventure. One also tends not to wear shoes to bed.

You have here, Vincent, one pissed off, torn up, ruffled, and very pissed off kitty.]

AYE AYE <3333

[boat_lights]

[Swimmingly and runningly aside, Vincent considers this encounter to be very fortuitous indeed. What a familiar sight. And just when he had wanted a little distraction. What a nice thing it was, to have such luck on such a fine day.

A mild chuckle, and he reaches out his hand.]

You certain look like a fine mess this morning, Mister Tokito.

[mykubochan]

[He's a little jumpy right now, what with near encounters of being eaten and all that - when he hears someone else coming, he jumps up. When he sees it's you, he definitely moves away.

He might not remember your name, but he's not likely to forget the first person he saw upon arrival...and that you're a complete and utter bastard. Even if okay you did help him once. But. That's...you're just a total creep.]

'the hell you want?

[boat_lights]

[Haha, why so paranoid, Tokidoki-kun? He just wants to have a little distraction. Maybe something warm to cuddle for a while. You wouldn't bereft him of that, would you now?

He moves closer, one hand palm open in a gesture of peace.]

It's all right, Mister Tokito. I only wish to be of aid.

[mykubochan]

[Because your smile is a creepy one, Vincent =|

And Tokito steps back a little. At least you probably don't want to eat him...? But invading his personal space is a no-go.]

Aid what? [Not. Trusting you. Here.]

[boat_lights]

[He stops a little away, looking amused.]

I don't see anyone else here in need of aid, Mister Tokito.

[mykubochan]

...I don't need [your] help.

[boat_lights]

That is a lovely cut on your face. It suits you.

[mykubochan]

[dskffnsdklgbs rrrrrrgrrrrhhh

Going to be taking another step away from you now =|]

' the hell!?

[boat_lights]

[Uhuhuh.]

It might scar, you know.

[mykubochan]

What's it to you if it does?

[CREEPER VIBES, VINCENT. CREEPER VIBES.]

[boat_lights]

[/CREEPS FOREVER]

If I may ask, do you like scars?

[mykubochan]

Nngh-!

What's it to you!?

[boat_lights]

The implicit memory of the days gone by. I was just wondering if you valued the past.