Aug 3, 2022
"My universe is unlucky." He offered. "It just inspires failure. Everything's been better for me since I left it. Your universe is good, I think. You have a lot of chances. You haven't completed you mission yet but you will."
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"My universe is unlucky." He offered. "It just inspires failure. Everything's been better for me since I left it. Your universe is good, I think. You have a lot of chances. You haven't completed you mission yet but you will."
She grinned and giggled. That got a raise out of him. Excellent. She hummed. Then said l, a bit careful mostly for her vocal cords. "We should move it to the bedroom, Argyle," she purred the words, especially his name, putting on it that extra seductive tone. "Or maybe Master?" She batted her eyelashes. "I got some ideas you might want to hear."
Up until now, Argyle hadn't been especially hot and bothered personally. Flustered, yes. Enjoying himself, yes. But now all of a sudden, he felt a distinct heat building in his core. He'd never thought that he wanted to hear her call him anything, but master had a very nice ring to it.
He found he wanted, very much, to hear Karaa's ideas.
"...All right. Let's get ourselves a room."
R.C smiles and nodded as he tail wagged rapidly before picking up the blaster puppy "great idea, thanks sooo much! I'll be sure to tell ya how he's doing!" She stated as started to leave (end here if ya want)
He only smiles and waves as the two left
Fixing Tags-1
Day 7: Week End
Kaj ran back through the corridors, bringing another batch of bottles. He’d heard the queen scream, and he couldn’t quite discern whether it was pain or victory. He remembered the way back to the exit, after going along it so many times. It had been so close to where he’d woken up, almost as if to tease him. Putting him next to the finish line and then slipping a pack of foes between him and his goal.
The next thing he heard was cheering. He went around the last corner, approaching the room and putting what he was carrying on the ground.
The queen was dead.
He joined in the celebrations, with all the people he’d gotten to know, and the ones that he’d recovered his links to in his mind.
The end was right before him.
He was alive.