#koiyotei

[apexulansis]

Points.

FLUFFY. Terrifyingly so, but STILL.

“Let me guess...” This was a human, or at least human-adjacent, so Ardaka made an educated assumption. “You're thinking of what it would be like to pet me.”

[the27percent]

@koiyotei

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Perhaps it's a little sudden to ask these kinds of questions of people that they haven't met. But Atieno is feeling a little bit conversational, willing to take the chance in getting to know someone if only for a brief moment.

Listening to the answer that they are given, Ati gives a small nod. "I can understand the appeal of teal, there's a certain appeal in a shade that hits that right shade of having some depth but not too harsh to look at."

Noticing that the stool next to him is offered to him, Atieno makes a point to take a seat next to him.

Despite their appearance, they did seem to have a good amount of experience hanging out in dive bars, still finding a certain comfort in its nature.

"I'm willing to buy you a drink.. just to make it up to you bothering to talk to me for a bit. What have you been drinking...

Me? I've always been someone to appreciate a dark, rich blue myself. There's something about the feeling that evokes that I find pretty comforting. "

[sluaghter]

@koiyotei asked: ∗ 1o﹕ sender wields a [ knife ] at receiver . 𝟏𝟎𝟎 𝑵𝑶𝑵𝑽𝑬𝑹𝑩𝑨𝑳 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺. (accepting)

Nicholas stands under the wedding dress of city procured public lighting, the street lined with parked cars. He knows this boy with the mass of bleached, lawned hair. He was a foot shorter then. His eyes sticky tacked to the tithe box and he looked miserable, always. Like he had somewhere else to be.

eye contact. assert. masculine. dominance, his brain rumbles, licking its teeth. he thinks you’re weak.

“What would you like. Everything?” Nicholas goes still. The knife catches the streetlight. It shines like aluminium and his body builds static. “It’s yours to have, all of it. Because I’m already poor, and I have nothing, and I never eat.”

His wallet has five euros.

[apexulansis]

@koiyotei said: "No." … "Yes. A little. Mostly thinking about how sweet that prosthetic looks. What are you and can I play with that sexy arm."

One brow arched. Yeah, that's what I thought. While more cautious to indulge that novelty, he's less hesitant to indulge in the exploration of his prosthetic. Most people did not even notice it was prosthetic to begin with, but there were tells if you knew how to look.

“Someone different.” To cloud a purposefully obtuse answer, he distracts by graciously extending the arm. The Hunter's eyes are always watchful, though — feelers still and muscles coiled and taut. Ready to strike, just in case. “Take a look.”

[shadowtongued]

Smacks in the shins. With his bat. :)!

                              THE BAT MERELY WARPS, a dent in the bat from the impact. Of course, it STUNG, amusingly so.

                              “Do it again and I’ll take you to the local recycling plant to scrap whatever metal AUGMENTATIONS you have in exchange for a refund and buy myself a drink.”

[shadowtongued]

Slides on over. Raises leggy.

                          ❝ I CAN DO THAT BETTER, but I don’t want tolift my robes up and run the risk of indecency.”