Apr 11, 2013
not anon at all why would i bother at this point
((pffffffff lolol))
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not anon at all why would i bother at this point
((pffffffff lolol))
giant insect hatesex
((omggggg was that supposed to be anon
not that I wouldn’t know its you pfpfpf))
There was shoving and throwing things she could handle, even if the rough housing might be exceptionally dangerous for her more fragile bones, but she drew the line at having a blade brandished at her for a mess and some 3rd grade insults. The feathers of her body flattened with the stern stare. "This why- no one like you. I go now."
[That comment stings, but all that comes out of him is a huff. He twirls the x-acto knife between his fingers, bored. His threat had been empty, honestly.] Oh, my mistake— I wasn’t aware that I was going for “likable”.
Dropping the pen, she's confused why there wasn't any yelling or swatting. "Pen no hard use- duh."
Y-… Yes, but. You’re… [He makes a motion with his hands, cupping them to gesture something small.] …a bird!
The fall makes her freeze for a second, but she scrambles back up to retaliate. She caws angrily then grabs one of the spilled writing utensils and pries the cap off to start drawing across the table and any papers nearby. Her messy scribbles seem to form crude, phallic imagery.
[He’s about to be angry and stop her, however he stops, rather fascinated that a bird can actually draw, let alone is aware what male anatomy looks like.] …Uh, where did you learn to do that?
"What you want," she mocked back in as close to lilting as her rough crow voice could get. "Want not be bored. What you doin'?"
[What IS he doing…? He blinks, then turns back to his computer monitor, quickly jabbing at the power button and turning off the screen before glaring at her.] Villain stuff! None of your business!
The crow returned the attack with a shake off, feathers ruffling and puffing to throw some water droplets back at him. "You baby."
[He pulls back, trying to dodge the water. He huffs, annoyed.] Puh, whatever— so what do you want?
Well of course the ring gets noticed first. Not for being a ring, but for it's shiny-ness. Her body leaned in its direction, eyes leering, but she catches herself and only trips a little. Still it holds no other meaning to her than a bauble she'd enjoy packing away. "What no like surprise? Crow scare you?" She twisted and quirked her head with her taunts.
[He grabs his drink off the table and splashes some of it in her direction. Because he can.]