Gate nodded as Hale gave his name, it was sure to stick into his head since it was easy to say and therefore easy to remember. Not to mention that not many trolls talked with Gate since his burly appearance along with the differences made them tend to stay away or just pay him any mind. After His thoughts settled with the name he went to say something but was cut off by a weird sensation, A wet and think feeling came in contact with his person. His head lowered down to examine Hale before he spoke the one thing that was on his mind.
“Did someone hav’ah accident Hale?”, thought it sound more like ‘axy-dent” and the question was not really implying that he was blaming it all on Hale. “need ta change?” This time asking the other troll directly.
The amount of sheer hatred that the troll’s words alone boiled up inside if the berserker was nearly unbearable.
With a sharp twist of his torso and the help of the ooze seeping from his pores, Hale’s body slid in Gate’s vice-like hug, the slime acting as a lubricant and helping him begin to quickly squeeze and slide himself out of the hug.
“Think someone needs whitewash.” Gate smiled with an open mouth and looked for the nearest snow pile.
“No, no, no!” He barked repeatedly as he writhed about. He turned his hands to press firmly against the dense troll’s waist, finally prying himself free of the hug and stumbling back a few steps from the sudden but sweet release. He shook his head out like a wet dog, stray goo flying about off of his hair until he stopped and instantly took a ready stance. That was one helluva hold this Gate guy had. He did not want that to happen again. “I don’t NEED a BATH.”
the only parts of gate that was moved from Hale freeing himself was was his arms opening up, the large trolls feet were still planted firmly in the ground. there was not too many who could and even would try to free themselves from his hold, it came from the many times he wrestled Yeti’s or had spats with some Ursine.
He calmly stated “Ya..chill too..” Gate could tell by the other trolls stance and tone that he was pissed off, but Gate was one to keep his cool and never jump to anger as quickly as other trolls. He reached down and reach down and took handfuls of snow and rubbed it into his chest hair to clear off the slimy residue. While he cleaned himself off Gate molded the goo mixed snow into a ball and tossed it at Hales face.
