Olivia Octavius from “Into The Spider-Verse” is a feral scientist, and I love her.
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Olivia Octavius from “Into The Spider-Verse” is a feral scientist, and I love her.
Done!
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now this was odd. but, he can't exactly deny that he'd become good friends with macbeth recently and this tradition was all about giving back to friends, after all. his mother would kill him for leaving somebody out. "macbeth." he clears his throat, "i, uh, if you'll indulge me there's and old family tradition..." he trails off and simply resorts to thrusting the orange rose in their direction, "it's, uh, for you. for being my friend ..." he frowns, "if you want it, that is."
They rested their hand upon their chin as Vastia approached them. Their lips spreading in an amused smile at the others started to stumble his speech. It was guilty pleasure to see the man in any kinda of uncomfortable state. They had intended to enjoy this rare expression. That was until the flower was thrusted upon them. Their head snapped back off their chin and they gave a bewildered stare at the flower. It was a rose of various orange hues, a type Macbeth had never seen before.
“Well, if you have spares to give out I don’t mind.” Macbeth snatches the flower out of his hand. Whipping his face away from the other as he brings the rose to his mouth. A silly attempt at hiding a more sheepish smile than the one before. “Vast…Lyon, thank you.”