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@red-texan-workshop
Howdy partner,
Now I’m gonna be completely blunt with ya, ya don’t gotta know my name, and I ain’t telling ya what it is.
Just call me Red, alright? Engineer or Engie work too if that’s what ya like.
Now all I gotta say is don’t go askin’ about my past or any o’ that, and don’t be goin’ lookin’ it up either, all that’s personal information. Other then that I’ll answer any questions ya might have.
Now get goin, I got work ta do…
*he kisses his neck and sets a sandwich down* eat, mon amour. the little one is getting mad at me- ow. . .please tell your child not to kick me
*Red gently rubs Jaques’ belly*
Little rascal, gonna be a darn firecracker when he’s born. Stop kickin’ yer dad, why don’t ya?
*Red chuckles, placing a kiss on the spy’s shoulder before turning back to his work.*
I don’t got time to eat right now, Sorry darlin’.
Wanna hear a joke? Where did engineer bought his gunslinger? At second-hand store!
Very funny partner
But for yer knowledge I made my own gunslinger
mon amour. . .c-can i have some bodies? the baby is hungy again. . .
@mafiaspy
*Red looks up from his work, immediately turning his attention to his partner.*
Of course, darlin’. I’ll go out right now.
*Red grabs his shotgun and heads out the door without hesitation*
*he just holds his stomach and smiles. . .finally he knows that some will truly take care of him and the baby*
*Red comes back only 30 minutes later, struggling to drag a bag filled with probably about 3 dead bodies. His clothes were splattered with blood and oddly enough his prosthetic hand didn’t seem to be in the best shape.*
‘Ere ya go, hun. Tell me if ya need anythin’ more, alright? I won’t hesitate to get ya whatever ya want.
*he jumps and moves to him*
mon amour! are you hurt!? Ow- heheh seems the little one knows your here. . .
It ain’t my blood, don’t worry…
*Red sits down at his work desk, putting his prosthetic arm on the table and using his free hand to try and fix it.*
Damnit…
Anyway, how’s the kid doin’? Everythin’ goin’ good.
*he smiles and holds his hand to his stomach. . .red can feel a kick*
stubborn like his papa. . .didnt stop kicking till they heard your voice. . .
Heh, well I’m excited to meet the lil thin’. Tell me if ya need anythin’ at all, hun.
*Red smiles, continuing to tinker with his robotic arm.*
Damnit, they really got to this thin’… ain’t workin a bit…
*he takes his hand and places it on his stomach. Red can feel a kick at his hand as Jaques smiles and kisses his cheek*
why dont ya talk to him?. . .
*Red laughs a bit, crouching down with a quiet noise of pain to lean his head against Red’s stomach.*
“Feisty lil guy ain’t ya, just like yer dads, huh?
mon amour. . .c-can i have some bodies? the baby is hungy again. . .
@mafiaspy
*Red looks up from his work, immediately turning his attention to his partner.*
Of course, darlin’. I’ll go out right now.
*Red grabs his shotgun and heads out the door without hesitation*
*he just holds his stomach and smiles. . .finally he knows that some will truly take care of him and the baby*
*Red comes back only 30 minutes later, struggling to drag a bag filled with probably about 3 dead bodies. His clothes were splattered with blood and oddly enough his prosthetic hand didn’t seem to be in the best shape.*
‘Ere ya go, hun. Tell me if ya need anythin’ more, alright? I won’t hesitate to get ya whatever ya want.
*he jumps and moves to him*
mon amour! are you hurt!? Ow- heheh seems the little one knows your here. . .
It ain’t my blood, don’t worry…
*Red sits down at his work desk, putting his prosthetic arm on the table and using his free hand to try and fix it.*
Damnit…
Anyway, how’s the kid doin’? Everythin’ goin’ good.
*he smiles and holds his hand to his stomach. . .red can feel a kick*
stubborn like his papa. . .didnt stop kicking till they heard your voice. . .
Heh, well I’m excited to meet the lil thin’. Tell me if ya need anythin’ at all, hun.
*Red smiles, continuing to tinker with his robotic arm.*
Damnit, they really got to this thin’… ain’t workin a bit…
*sticks a fidget spinner to your hardhat*
Uh
*Red pauses for a moment, but decides that the action was harmless*
Thank ya kindly, partner
mon amour. . .c-can i have some bodies? the baby is hungy again. . .
@mafiaspy
*Red looks up from his work, immediately turning his attention to his partner.*
Of course, darlin’. I’ll go out right now.
*Red grabs his shotgun and heads out the door without hesitation*
*he just holds his stomach and smiles. . .finally he knows that some will truly take care of him and the baby*
*Red comes back only 30 minutes later, struggling to drag a bag filled with probably about 3 dead bodies. His clothes were splattered with blood and oddly enough his prosthetic hand didn’t seem to be in the best shape.*
‘Ere ya go, hun. Tell me if ya need anythin’ more, alright? I won’t hesitate to get ya whatever ya want.
*he jumps and moves to him*
mon amour! are you hurt!? Ow- heheh seems the little one knows your here. . .
It ain’t my blood, don’t worry…
*Red sits down at his work desk, putting his prosthetic arm on the table and using his free hand to try and fix it.*
Damnit…
Anyway, how’s the kid doin’? Everythin’ goin’ good.
mon amour. . .c-can i have some bodies? the baby is hungy again. . .
@mafiaspy
*Red looks up from his work, immediately turning his attention to his partner.*
Of course, darlin’. I’ll go out right now.
*Red grabs his shotgun and heads out the door without hesitation*
*he just holds his stomach and smiles. . .finally he knows that some will truly take care of him and the baby*
*Red comes back only 30 minutes later, struggling to drag a bag filled with probably about 3 dead bodies. His clothes were splattered with blood and oddly enough his prosthetic hand didn’t seem to be in the best shape.*
‘Ere ya go, hun. Tell me if ya need anythin’ more, alright? I won’t hesitate to get ya whatever ya want.
mon amour. . .c-can i have some bodies? the baby is hungy again. . .
@mafiaspy
*Red looks up from his work, immediately turning his attention to his partner.*
Of course, darlin’. I’ll go out right now.
*Red grabs his shotgun and heads out the door without hesitation*
Howdy y’all
Jaques n’ I got a little news to share
@mafiaspy
Hey darlin’
Someone told me you ain’t feelin’ so good?
@red-texan-workshop
*he is curled up in a corner and half of his clothes where ripped*
oui. . .i-im f-fine. . .
Don’t ya go lyin’ to me now, hun. I ain’t stupid.
First things first, have ya eaten or drank anythin’ today? I know that ain’t what yer problem is, but I can tell ya havin’ some water will probably help.
*he huffs and let out a whimper*
. . .nonnnnnn!
*Red sighs and walks over to Jaques, crouching down next to the curled up figure and petting his head gently*
C’mon now, drinkin’ some water ain’t gonna kill ya, it’ll help. I’ll give ya some kisses after if ya listen ta me~
*he just broke into a cat yowl. . .*
*Red sighs again and sits down beside him. The Texan knows damn well that Jaques won’t hurt him, no matter how much he threatens.*
C’mon darlin’, ya gotta drink somethin’. Doesn’t even have to be water, just somethin’, alright? I’ll give ya my own blood if I have to!
*he huffs and curls up around him and chomps on his arm and purs*
PUUUUURRRRRRRR~
*Red winces a bit, but doesn’t make any move to pull away.*
There ya go, hun. That’ll give ya a little hydration at least
I can also go huntin’ for ya later, though I do have a question if that’s alright…
mhm? oui?. . .
Well, I get that ya got a appetite humans thing, but do ya eat other things?
It’s alright if not, I just need ta know what I gotta shoot for ya
*he looks up and yawns*
Human only, mon sac de sang~
*Red chuckles a bit, wiping his arm with a handkerchief from his pocket*
I have no clue what ya just said, but alright darlin’.
Any preferences? Or does everyone just taste the same?
Hey darlin’
Someone told me you ain’t feelin’ so good?
@red-texan-workshop
*he is curled up in a corner and half of his clothes where ripped*
oui. . .i-im f-fine. . .
Don’t ya go lyin’ to me now, hun. I ain’t stupid.
First things first, have ya eaten or drank anythin’ today? I know that ain’t what yer problem is, but I can tell ya havin’ some water will probably help.
*he huffs and let out a whimper*
. . .nonnnnnn!
*Red sighs and walks over to Jaques, crouching down next to the curled up figure and petting his head gently*
C’mon now, drinkin’ some water ain’t gonna kill ya, it’ll help. I’ll give ya some kisses after if ya listen ta me~
*he just broke into a cat yowl. . .*
*Red sighs again and sits down beside him. The Texan knows damn well that Jaques won’t hurt him, no matter how much he threatens.*
C’mon darlin’, ya gotta drink somethin’. Doesn’t even have to be water, just somethin’, alright? I’ll give ya my own blood if I have to!
*he huffs and curls up around him and chomps on his arm and purs*
PUUUUURRRRRRRR~
*Red winces a bit, but doesn’t make any move to pull away.*
There ya go, hun. That’ll give ya a little hydration at least
I can also go huntin’ for ya later, though I do have a question if that’s alright…
mhm? oui?. . .
Well, I get that ya got a appetite humans thing, but do ya eat other things?
It’s alright if not, I just need ta know what I gotta shoot for ya
Hey darlin’
Someone told me you ain’t feelin’ so good?
@red-texan-workshop
*he is curled up in a corner and half of his clothes where ripped*
oui. . .i-im f-fine. . .
Don’t ya go lyin’ to me now, hun. I ain’t stupid.
First things first, have ya eaten or drank anythin’ today? I know that ain’t what yer problem is, but I can tell ya havin’ some water will probably help.
*he huffs and let out a whimper*
. . .nonnnnnn!
*Red sighs and walks over to Jaques, crouching down next to the curled up figure and petting his head gently*
C’mon now, drinkin’ some water ain’t gonna kill ya, it’ll help. I’ll give ya some kisses after if ya listen ta me~
*he just broke into a cat yowl. . .*
*Red sighs again and sits down beside him. The Texan knows damn well that Jaques won’t hurt him, no matter how much he threatens.*
C’mon darlin’, ya gotta drink somethin’. Doesn’t even have to be water, just somethin’, alright? I’ll give ya my own blood if I have to!
*he huffs and curls up around him and chomps on his arm and purs*
PUUUUURRRRRRRR~
*Red winces a bit, but doesn’t make any move to pull away.*
There ya go, hun. That’ll give ya a little hydration at least
I can also go huntin’ for ya later, though I do have a question if that’s alright…
Hey darlin’
Someone told me you ain’t feelin’ so good?
@red-texan-workshop
*he is curled up in a corner and half of his clothes where ripped*
oui. . .i-im f-fine. . .
Don’t ya go lyin’ to me now, hun. I ain’t stupid.
First things first, have ya eaten or drank anythin’ today? I know that ain’t what yer problem is, but I can tell ya havin’ some water will probably help.
*he huffs and let out a whimper*
. . .nonnnnnn!
*Red sighs and walks over to Jaques, crouching down next to the curled up figure and petting his head gently*
C’mon now, drinkin’ some water ain’t gonna kill ya, it’ll help. I’ll give ya some kisses after if ya listen ta me~
*he just broke into a cat yowl. . .*
*Red sighs again and sits down beside him. The Texan knows damn well that Jaques won’t hurt him, no matter how much he threatens.*
C’mon darlin’, ya gotta drink somethin’. Doesn’t even have to be water, just somethin’, alright? I’ll give ya my own blood if I have to!
Hey darlin’
Someone told me you ain’t feelin’ so good?
@red-texan-workshop
*he is curled up in a corner and half of his clothes where ripped*
oui. . .i-im f-fine. . .
Don’t ya go lyin’ to me now, hun. I ain’t stupid.
First things first, have ya eaten or drank anythin’ today? I know that ain’t what yer problem is, but I can tell ya havin’ some water will probably help.
*he huffs and let out a whimper*
. . .nonnnnnn!
*Red sighs and walks over to Jaques, crouching down next to the curled up figure and petting his head gently*
C’mon now, drinkin’ some water ain’t gonna kill ya, it’ll help. I’ll give ya some kisses after if ya listen ta me~
Hey darlin’
Someone told me you ain’t feelin’ so good?
@red-texan-workshop
*he is curled up in a corner and half of his clothes where ripped*
oui. . .i-im f-fine. . .
Don’t ya go lyin’ to me now, hun. I ain’t stupid.
First things first, have ya eaten or drank anythin’ today? I know that ain’t what yer problem is, but I can tell ya havin’ some water will probably help.
so um. . .ya mimic boyfriend is in heattttt!! go fuck fix that!
yah go fix your spy!!! he is brokennn and yowling like a cat!!!
Heat? The hell…
He didn’t tell me about nothin’ like that, but I guess I’ll have ta… go help ‘im
