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" what. the. fuck. dude. "
Wet sounds. Sloppy wet sounds.
Deckard would be treated to the sight of the big daemon licking itself, his tongue swiping blood off of the back of his elbow. To his credit, he double takes when he sees whose speaking to him, pausing mid-lick. The daemon's eyes take in everything-- the tentacles namely.
Khazaan points with a jerk of his head in a direction.
" The ocean's that way, freak."
He extends a leg, then begins on his thigh.
' you could always try to listen to real music. '
UNPROMPTED. ↪ accepting.
❝ if i ever LISTEN to some, YOU'LL BE THE FIRST ONE TO KNOW. ❞ it is good to mention at this point that dex had been PRACTICING FOR A WHILE, now.
as for strelitzia ? she's been at the balcony to dry her laundry; clothes washed at the bottom of a dirty sink of the encore's bathrooms with whatever hand soap she found.
❝ you're gonna catch DEATH if you stay out there too long, by the way. ❞ after having looked pointedly at dex for what felt like WAY TOO LONG, strelitzia went back on her task. ❝ humidity's already frying your neurons — well, THE ONES YOU HAVE LEFT. ❞
