#deadslay

[feyqs]

@deadslay​

just ask dmitri

dmitri voice: he can lube himself tho

alright dimka calm down you can’t expose all his secrets right off the bat

[lifeslain-blog]

*   SC   :   @deadslay

      ❝Dmitri ...❞ Heath’s voice seems to fade in and out of existence as he speaks, a whisper in the air surrounding them. His eyes have no life in them, his physical appearance flickers like a candle about to die out. He has those days, sometimes, and if he’d still be capable of stronger feelings, he’d be scared of disappearing completely whenever the reappear. But he can’t do that anymore. So, instead, he asks for a simple distraction. ❝Can you tell me a story?❞

[divinecryptic-blog]

&& deadslay.

        “ Huh ? I’m sorry, what is it you are looking for again ? ‘fraid I dozed off a little bit there. ”

[feyqs]

@deadslay​

‘ i don’t see why i shouldn’t. ’ oh, he very much would drown the little sprite, but it’s not in his interests to do so, now at the moment anyhow. instead, he’ll pluck the sprite from his shoulders in order to toss him in further.

                                  A jubilant squeal erupted from the small male as he was tossed into the water. Splashing about, he resurfaced and paddled back over to Dmitri, latching back on to him. “Dimka~” he said, no particular reason behind it.