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it’s really frustrating that I’m basically done with my article, except I’m waiting for one more quote to come in so I can’t actually file my story :< also eLSIE WHAT EVEN OH MY GOSH THAT IS THE BEST THING IN MY INBOX EVER OKAY THIS IS GOING TO BE SO MUCH FUN XD
"Not as bad as it looks." Riloh says preemptively, peels back the scorched internal bodysuit of his gear with a hiss. "It just smells like it is, swear to God. Do me a huge favor and don't put this on record."
"Oh ew!" There's not a whole lot that can make her say that anymore. And maybe she's not actually grossed out by it. It's likely the most docile thing she's seen in weeks. But it's Riloh. Of course, she had never been one of those medics that needs to be worried about when working on friends or family. But then again, she's never really had much of either of those in years. Even still, she's running to him, stopping to grab a glass bottle of liquid, a roll of paper towels, and gloves that seem never ending in Labville. "Riloh, stop. Before you maim your skin or something- ew. Hold still."The liquid had been made specifically to combat chemical burns from direct exposure to Kaiju Blue, but it works well enough on everyday burns of all sorts. "What the hell happened?! When?! Where was I?! Where were you?! How's Ari? Kodiak?"
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"Ranger Harmon. It's great to see you again. I'm assuming you know why you're here. Yet again."
// *drops this off and flies away :D* ۞
Our Muses are in a cop car handcuffed together. Send "۞" for what my muse says to yours.
"Goddammit, Riloh. This is your fault."
//┼ (yolo)
Send me ┼ for my muse’s reaction to walking in on your muse
19: Asleep
Naomi was pretty sure she'd made a wrong turn, because this was the first time that she'd wound up in a place like this, and with someone sprawled out on the floor, fast asleep. For a moment she stared at him, slowly recognising the Ranger she'd hit on at a bar a long -- long -- time ago, the one with the really bad alcohol tolerance. Hiding a laugh (and also resisting the urge to take a picture), she turned away, heading back the way she'd come.
//"slurred words" :D
Send “slurred words” to hear my muse describe yours whilst ridiculously drunk.
"Hey- hey. Hey. Heeeeeeeeey. HEY! Ass-haole! Bring me- bring me food! On your booty! Booty food! And booty! Bring me your booty! Riloh, you're like my best friend. I love you. You bring me food. And ass. They're tasty. Omnomnoooooooooooom."
[ rangerharmonppdc . exe ]
ｅｘｅｃｕｔｅ➤Ｖ░▒▓
"Do you have to stare at me that much? Big metal bodies got feelin's you know?"
It didn't take long for Striker to notice the ogler of the Jaeger's towering form. Majority of the time, Striker wouldn't even be paying attention and would most likely be wheeling around in their skates training for their roller derby, but this time, the stares had gotten just a little bit to them.
It seemed that said ogler had no clue about the AI systems in place. All it did was pave the way for more amusement on Striker's part. They raise their eyebrows, giving him side-eyed glances.
"Don't tell me you're a fanboy. Bollocks."
