#basiliskxrunner

[drtoaster]

"RUN!"

The Cyborg watched with some level of confusion. It was that reptilian guy he’d met from the bar... and he was running? From what? Toaster was uncertain, but what he was certain of, is that he had a gun. Without missing a beat, he turned in the direction the reptilian had come from, drew his rotary rifle, and raised it to point at whatever was heading his way.

[nervcusgcyisms-blog]

❉ [insert eye emoji]

Michael usually had liked to wear hoodies and other sorts of clothing that hid his body since he usually gotten easily cold and rather not attract attention. But; he was a huge stretcher. I.E popping his neck or arms, stretching legs, body and so forth. And this is one of those cases. The reptilian teenager clasping his hands together leaning back stretching his body out letting a satisfied groan out with it. His grey belly button being shown with the hoodie and shirt together lifting with his arms. A lazy yawn accompanied this stretch bending back to his regular stance noticing reptile; the other reptilian he had met two weeks prior was watching him. A embarrassed gasp was heard from him, a pink fluster ran to his cheeks.

“Y-you need something, reptile?” He asked hiding his eyes with his hair pouting a bit. He had seeing others looking at his body.