Manhunt Lapraz (on the right) and Lavaruz (on the left) their role and info is down below!
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Manhunt Lapraz (on the right) and Lavaruz (on the left) their role and info is down below!
Pov: you die and gay ppl are like "bitch u thought"
20 questions
Manhunt oc au writing. Veltun is formerly Ventura. Lavaruz is.. Lavaruz
Lavaruz squirmed in the chair while the doctor was readying the table.
"What's wrong?" the doctor asked.
Lavaruz jerked his head. "I just-" he paused whilst moving in the chair. "I don't, I don't like needles."
The doctor laid back in their chair. "I'm sure you haven't had very good experiences with it." Lavaruz stared, wondering how the doctor would know. "You have pretty thin veins." The doctor responded. He picked up the needle he placed on the table. "I had to get something special for that, a butterfly needle, it's thinner than a normal one and typically less painful."
"I still don't want my blood taken!"
The doctor thought for a moment before sitting up and itching the chair closer to Lavaruz. "Okay, how about we play a game?"
Lavaruz stopped squirming, "I know one, I know one!" he repeated, jumping up. "Can we do 20 questions?" The doctor nodded. "Can I go first?" The doctor once again nodded. "okay!" Lavaruz sat up. "Why are you in the city?"
"What do you mean?"
"You know what I mean"
The doctor's eyes wandered around the room for a while. "Hm, do I get skips in the game?"
"Okay, next question, what should I call you?"
The doctor's eyes rolled. "My name, obviously. You know my name."
"No, I don't."
The doctor furrowed his brow, "Jesus," he rested his head in their hands, "Veltun! god! How could you forget that?" he yelled.
"Next question, why are you in the city? You're clearly not from here."
Veltun stared at Lavaruz in anger. "Profiling me now?" he chuckled. "I'm not from here yes, but considering I'm working I think we know why I'm here dumbass." Veltun sat up with their hands in their lap. "Now can I take your blood and leave your bitch ass?"
Lavaruz shook his finger, "What about before? when I found your ass in that free clinic?" he questioned. "Don't think I forgot what you asked of me and my brother then."
Veltun shrugged his shoulders, "Fine." he remarked. "You got me, officer!" he itched closer to Lavaruz over the table. Lavaruz came in closer. "I have... another reason for being here. It doesn't affect you though, I can tell you that." Lavaruz scowled, "Will you just tell me?" he grunted out.
Veltun crossed his arms behind his head while laying back in the chair. "I'm looking for my sister. She's a total idiot without me from what I've heard of her from here." Lavaruz paused. "Is, Is that it?" Veltun sighed.
"What? Did you think? I was a spy? oooo sent by the police?" they mocked. "Now can I please just take your blood?"
Lavaruz placed his arm on the table, "Just make it quick!" he said as he turned his face away from the needle as Veltun pecked it into Lavaruz's arm.
Lavaruz in the flesh!
[[ I quite enjoyed that show you put on squishy ]]