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[peskyduck]

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“ WOAH, HEY— C-CALM DOWN THERE. ”

The butcher looked at the Duck with incredulous eyes, and lifted up his arms—almost DEFENSIVELY. He even made sure to drop both the pan and the spoon he held on his hand. He wasn't about to PICK A FIGHT, especially in this peculiar of a situation.

“ I'm not— ” He gulped, his hands shaking a little, his eyes squinting at the torch's light. It had been dark for so long. “ I'm NOT GOING TO HURT YOU. I just— I really just wanna get out of here. I don't even— I DON'T EVEN KNOW YOU. ”

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With the cooking instruments discarded, the other looks less of an immediate threat. Especially when he begins to assure Duck that he has no ill intent. 'Yes, that's right, I don't know you either.' He responds, now feeling the urge to get a little closer. Despite the certainty in his words, he is certainly not certain. 'I just want to put the lights back on.' And find the others...

the Duck breaches the gap between them, shining the light only at chest level as to not blind the other. 'Perhaps we could split the work load? You search for a light source or an exit over there and I'll search over here.' 'I'll keep my torch shining, so if you get lost you'll be able to see me.'

[green-ducky]

❛ hm—you lookin' mighty tasty—I mean, fantastic there, friendo!  ❜ — from Steven ( @puppetquill ) [im sorry he likes being cheeky 💔]

🦆 The duck craned his neck into himself so tight he almost became a blob of feathers. Why? He loved a good compliment, especially to his appearance. But if you only saw how severely the poor bird jumped when he walked in the kitchen and saw them there, you'd think he would flap and fly away. It wasn't simply being startled! It was worse-- like he was certain he needed to run. knock over a camera perhaps.

But he remembers no reason to... And they were standing in front of the tea pot. " Thank... you... enhh.... y-you too? I-I've... lost weight! Yes. A diet. " He thought perhaps it would help if he tells them he does not want food. Perhaps that's what they're offering. He keeps a wide birth between them as he circles around the table, but he must approach the cabinet eventually if he wants that tea...

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[lcve-bug]

❛  duty means doing the things your heart may well regret.  ❜ — from brook! ( @puppetquill )

🌈 " Right. " A nod, a pleasant laugh, one just a little bit stiff, a pause just a little too long. " I-I would know all about that, you know! I never really thought about it, but... I have a job just like you! I am a priest. " Yes, the little butterfly sitting on a flower beside them is a religious authority, apparently. He lays his head on his knees and frowns at the briefcase. " And priests do the weddings, but they can't have the weddings. Not ever, ever, ever. I know you're a very busy man, but... I hope... you can find the time to fall in love. Someday. "

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