[ Along comes Ayame, doing absolutely nothing that could be conceived of as remotely target-worthy. Well, all right, he may have shanghai'd some unfortunate NPC into carrying a large basket of peaches for him as he talks about his family and his business, but otherwise there is no reason anybody should consider him a good target.
Ah, I am afraid I owe you an apology! If I could have you kindly gather up my things and head indoors, I'd appreciate it!
[ ... your clothes are talking to you, Duo. The snake, in the meantime, is aiming to drape over his shoulders, because that's the most comfortable position. ]
[Scream. Y'know. Inwardly. Because suddenly his clothes are sentient and wtfffff next thing he knows, the Deathscythe'll be talking to him like that one kid that was talking about robots being alive! But he's checking his clothes]
S'not what I asked, buddy. [man if he didn't to freeze himself, he'd start going through his own clothes. But what can ya do, right? He gathers the stuff up and heads to the nearest place.]
... aside from the dazzling winter coat.
Don't you dare, Duo. ]
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[ ... your clothes are talking to you, Duo. The snake, in the meantime, is aiming to drape over his shoulders, because that's the most comfortable position. ]
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Indoors? But where are ya?
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[ ... not really answering the question... ]
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