#landsharkbite01

[dutysmith]

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"It is a potion that was made within another side project."

Lahabrea had been standing behind a small table filled with bottles filled to the brim with green potions, looking like monster energy drinks then anything else.

"Care to try a sample?"

[crimedynamics]

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“WOO, IMPRESSIVE! DO IT AGAIN! ....OH, I MAY HAVE GOTTEN CARRIED AWAY BY YOUR ABSOLUTELY BRUTAL PERFORMANCE THERE. YOU DON’T HAPPEN TO BE A PROFESSIONAL BRAWLER?“

[bigbangsmasher]

Makoto’s at soup! Man, that joke never gets old, no matter how many times she says it or plays it. Some people just don’t appreciate the hilarity of the joke, but they inevitably give her a pity laugh or ask her to leave after a half-dozen repetitions. But also, she’s really at soup because they’re doing the giant soup pot in Fibonacci Ward this winter.

“Smells like... albondigas soup?” she mutters to herself, letting her beastkin senses do the heavy lifting. No matter what kind of soup it is, a bowl or two is always a good way to unwind after a long shift at work, and maybe she can even take some home to share.

“Feels like it’s a lot more crowded than it was last year,” she says, turning to look at all the lined-up citizens. She barely even registers as a shadow falls across her, but when Makoto finally realizes someone’s fallen into line behind her, her eyes widen. It’s not that it’s someone she dislikes or is surprised to see, it’s just... a bit awkward.

“Rosa! It’s been a while, huh?” she says, pushing down any lingering feelings. “Been... Uh, well, I don’t keep count. I don’t really have a mind for numbers.”

Makoto hadn’t seen her since Travis was pulled from the city. The two women didn’t really know each other, they just knew of each other, especially since Travis had had a terminal case of never-stop-talking-itus. They’d barely exchanged more than a handful of pleasantries in their brief meetings, but now they were trapped in the soup line, and there could no escape. No escape without soup, at least, but such a thing was barely worth considering.

“Kinda fun to come here just so you can tell people you’re at soup, though,” she says, desperate to fill the air. “It never gets old, trust me.”

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[powerbrought]

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“This yer Halloween ‘fit or do ya always rock the ‘metal band lead vocalist’ look? Because I swear I’ve seen you on an album.” 

He had to admit, she definitely looked the part. Maybe giving him the stink eye, though that might have been because of his comment. He’s not sure if that’s just her resting expression or not.

[igotus]

Stealing is bad.

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“Whoahohohoo..” A coo of admiration came from Eddie as his attention was completely snatched by the motorcycle parked at the side of the street. He glanced over it’s details, expression a little brighter while he quietly nodded his approval. If only he had his own bike back.

With that thought he was jamming a hand into his pocket to pull out a small toy motorcycle, the item given to him instead of the actual thing. “...and I’m stuck with this stupid shit.” A stupid toy that he still kept and carried with him. [Let’s take this one, we miss riding fast.]

Eddie’s brow knitted at the suggestion, “You do realize that’d be stealing?” He spoke aloud to his symbiote with little care for funny onlookers. [We can do whatever we want Eddie.] They felt his disappointment as Eddie shook his head to disagree. “If we stole this we’d be the bad guy. Just think... imagine if someone took our bike... I mean if we had it still, imagine if some random douche decided to take our stuff.” [Then we would hunt them down and eat them for taking our stuff!] “Exactly, we’d be pissed. We’re not gonna be that kinda person now are we?” Eddie waited a moment for an answer as Venom seemed to think it over. Finally they answered, [...We do not steal.]