#leftoverseer

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@leftoverseer:

Something in Clive, when he woke up this morning tense from the recent never ending stream of bullshit mixed with a near complete lack of anything interesting, had him looking at this partially burn, feral looking guard and thinking: Yeah, you’ll do.

Clive cleared his throat before playing coy. “Oh, I’m sorry would you rather I went ‘greetings and salutations on this fine day we have upon us, pray tell what have you been up to’,” he looked Rel straight in the eye before he finished, “Fuckhands”

As if Clive’s sarcastic spiel wasn’t enough to annoy Rel, he just had to be that asshole. Their hands curled into fists, and before they even registered what they’d done, they swung their fist directly at Clive, aiming to ciock him n the jaw.

Thankfully, not at full power - they weren’t trying to kill the guy.

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@leftoverseer

Clive shrugs, casually.“Eh, that’s fair. You can’t say elsen don’t tend to look kinda samey,” of course that doesn’t exactly explain why the guy seems tense. Maybe it’s the eyes? Some hoppers can find them a bit alarming at first. Or maybe he just thinks Clive looks like an asshole. “I work round here,” unfortunately, “you a tourist? If that’s the case I don’t mind being an attraction if you got time to spare".

“Erm.” Turning bright red, Zeke flounders for a response. He’s no stranger to being propositioned, but not quite so forwardly, and certainly not so suddenly. Is this elsen just unusually forthright but sincere? Is he looking to peddle... “Services”? Is Zeke barking up entirely the wrong tree? It’s hard to tell. He decides to play it relatively safe and completely ignore it. That’ll definitely work fine. “I’m, ah, n-not exactly a t-tourist. Just, er, p-passing through, y-you know.”

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Sup Fuckhands

“Say that again, I dare you.”

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Hey, you look familiar. Do I know you from somewhere, or d'you just have that kinda face?

Oh, Queen, it’s that elsen he’d first gotten that wanted poster from all that time ago. And that he bit the finger of that one time, too, so he’d kind of have a motive to turn him in, albeit a petty one (after all, he deserved the bite). Zeke tries to act natural.

“A-ah, I m-m-must do, I, um, d-d-don’t believe we’ve m-met?”

Nailed it.

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💺 (is it time for attempted ass related murder)

(yes. yes it is.)

Zeke drops unceremoniously down on the other elsen’s lap, looking primly back over his shoulder to see his reaction. This should at least partially pay him back for the hair thing.

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Tweet!

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Where did he get that hat? It’s hideous.

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👈 looks his bitten finger unperturbed before roughly dragging his bloodied and still bleeding hand through Zeke's hair

Many emotions cross Zeke’s face - surprise, disgust, dismay - until he just… Takes hold of Clive’s arm and pushes it away from himself with a look of irritation and horror.