jurdonsrunn replied to your post:*lays on the floor making sad exhausted noises*
Aw, what’s wrong bite-size?
*Doesn't lift his head*
...What'd you just call me?
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jurdonsrunn replied to your post:*lays on the floor making sad exhausted noises*
Aw, what’s wrong bite-size?
*Doesn't lift his head*
...What'd you just call me?
"Can I keep you?"
"...I'm not a pet y'know..."
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Theodora Sinclair was small and always had been, but she never really felt small. Normally at least. And Normally she didn't deal with many Krogans. She stood as one entered her tiny hovel of an office and offered her hand in greeting, as was normal. "Theodora Sinclair, Merc. Can I help you with something?" She'd never been hired by a Krogan. Ever. She assumed most dealt with their problems head on.
jurdonsrunn replied to your post:She runs her hands up and down her stomach,...
"Got a little grub growin’ in there, eh?"
"Yep. Almost six months now."