You're Joking...right? // Chapter 1 // Gear
Inku took a few steps back. Man, this guy’s tone was enough to scare the skin out of someone. And when he took a moment to think about it it was quite clear there was something- no his whole demeaner that was scary about him.
It was at that point that it also clicked to him that the kid had asked him a question.
"Well- you wanna be careful around that thing, right? You don’t know what kinda things it’s capable of. Perhaps going off on one right now isn’t such a good idea."
Gear snorted, glaring at the other.
"S' jus' a fuckin' toy, y' ain't tellin' me ya' actually believe thi' bullshi'?" He yanked his arm away, brushing it off as if it was dirtied by being touched. It was clear he was NOT friendly in the slightest.
With his arm freed he motioned to the creature in question. "I mean loo' a' i'! S' a goddamn teddy bea'! Y' really think a teddy bea's gonna kill anyone?"