.005. [Common/English ; Voice]

[suck_my_tusks]

Ah hope ev'rybody enjoyed da party. I was dere, jus'... well ah be hangin' back, ya know mons? Enjoyin' da atmospheah. Crowds ain't my t'ing, be all.

[OOC: He is obviously lying, he was hiding like a coward the entire time, that's MY excuse anyway... Feel free to call him out on it for shits and giggles~!]Ah found dis pictyah outside mah door,

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[sonotyourdog]

How...? Nevermind.

Where did you find this?

[suck_my_tusks]

It just be outside my door, mon. Ah've got no idea who put it dere.

It be yours, mon?

[sonotyourdog]

...Yeah... I wish it wasn't though...

Where can I pick it up?

[suck_my_tusks]

Hmm... [He looks at the picture, concerned. Not the best thing to have a picture of, especially lying about like this.] Yah mon, ah be on deck... six. Room 7-2-8-...4...? Yah, sounds right.

[sonotyourdog]

I'll be there soon enough.

[Within a few minutes, the albino is down the corridor and eventualy knocks on the door.]

[suck_my_tusks]

[Moments later the door cracks open and Monoxide peeks out before opening it all the way. ]

Uh, 'Ello, mon! [Oh man, why does that fear of humans have to be so STRONG?] Uh, dis really be yours, mon? [He holds up the picture in front of Haine, seeming to hand it his way.]

[sonotyourdog]

[The albino had to look up, waaaaaaaaaay up to see Mono's face, but looks over to the poster. Tensing slightly.]

...Yeah.... It is...

[He reaches out for it, slightly hesistant. Why did his memories have to replay in his head?

"Do this for me and I will love you from the bottom of my heart."
"KILL!"
"NOW RIP HIM UP! NOW SMASH HIM TO PIECES! NOW PULVERIZE HIM! NOW! NOW! NOW!"

"...It doesn't hurt anymore..."

His grip tightens around the paper, semi-crushing the image.]

[suck_my_tusks]

[He looks down at him and notices the frustration practically radiating off of him. He shifts and rubs the back of his head, glancing around uncomfortably.]

Ah dunno what be happinin' in dat pictyah, mon. But ahm sorry to hear.

[sonotyourdog]

[He snaps from his thoughts and shakes his head.]

I don't need sympathy.

[If Mono had released the poster, the albino would be walking away with it.]

[suck_my_tusks]

[He nods, seeming to understand entirely. Not gonna push it any further. He lets go of the image and smiles, calmly.]

Th' name's Monoxide. It's cool, mon. Ah won't tell anybody ya came fo' dis.

[sonotyourdog]

...Haine.

[He replied before folding the image up to stick in to his pants.

He didn't have any more business soooooooo off the albino went.]

[suck_my_tusks]

Uhm. Latah, mon...?

[He watches him walk off, confused, then shakes his head as if to brush the thought aside. He steps back into his room, closing the door behind him gently.]