* Getting a break from the Banlands was uncommon. Getting a break from the Banlands AND being able to spend more than 2 days with his son was even more uncommon. Still, it happened, and he was pretty satisfied. Now, he planned to be alone his 3rd and 4th day.
Keyword; planned.
It didn't plan to run into Scripter of all people. Neither did it plan to actually feel slightly relieved at seeing him okay.
"Scripter."
* That was all it said. It had a feeling Scripter hadn't noticed it.
Its tail swayed slowly behind it, one hand holding the Ban Hammer tightly. Sure, it was its day off, but better be safe than sorry.
- @the-scarlet-hammer [[more rps for my greedy roleplayer brain]]
-> Oh. -> Fuck. -> The former admin froze up the MOMENT he heard the warden's voice, his plug tail curling around his leg tightly without much thought. He's in trouble, isn't he? Nothing dammit what did he do. -> He turned, facing the MUCH larger admin with an awkward smile. "Heyyyyy Doom!"












