Dec 4, 2019
He can sense shit has been happening. His mechanic senses are tingling.
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He can sense shit has been happening. His mechanic senses are tingling.
*coughs* Property of Clarus Amicitia
Send me ‘ Property of ____’ for my muses reaction to yours claiming them.
Gods he NEEDS a drink. "You haven't even done the deed yet you DUMB ASS!" Chucks a wrench at him.
"Are you out of your damn mind!" The prince couldn't believe this, he had been away for two minutes. "You can't just go growling at Kings! Especially my father, he could have hung if he really wanted too." He says all this as he's placing an ice pack on Cid's face, frowning and obviously concerned for his dear friend. "I adore your fearlessness but this--- you can't push through." He then smiles faintly. "You do what I want to do everytime I see him though." [ cid pls ]
Cid scoffs at this as he sits on the ground of the garden, blood everywhere. “He could kiss my ass too while he is at it. I don’t care who he is, he could be a god for all I care and I will still call him on his bullshit.” The man growls before yelling and cursing as the ice was placed on his damaged face and no doubt broken nose. The man mutters something about the King being a lil bitch, and can go suck a behemoth’s dick, but it was unclear under the ice. Hearing the last part though, the man slowly grabs the ice and moves it enough as he peeks over it at Regis. “…Yeah…well…you are the Prince, be worse, if something happened to ya.”