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@traumatictirade
“Needed it...? What are you talking about?” Perein looked down at Misera, more confused than ever. Did he seem that desperate for a kiss? That was... insulting.
Perein narrowed his eyes and fumbled with his tie, trying to look above it all. “No, I didn’t need it, and I’ll have you know I don’t think it’s appropriate for a butler to treat his employer that way. Please correct the behavior.”
@miserahaedes
Perein sought out Misera, which wasn’t difficult, considering he had just told him he would be baking cookies. He leaned against the wall and watched him bake for a few moments, gathering up his courage. Well, better to rip the adhesive bandage off in one go.
“Haedes, will you speak honestly? Your job is not in jeopardy, I assure you. You are a model employee.” He cleared his throat, and made himself maintain eye contact. “Do you dislike me? Have I done something to earn your ire?”
@miserahaedes
Perein waved and touched Misera’s shoulder, alerting him to his presence. It was crowded, and he took Misera to the side so the smaller troll could hear him properly. Perein didn’t have the loudest voice.
“There are a lot of humans here,” he said, “but I’ve seen some trolls too. I looked some things up. Apparently this is... Earth C? From what I can gather, that’s different from just ‘Earth,’ where the humans are from.” He held up his phone. “Anyway, I looked up where to find a costume shop. The GPS on this thing is really quite incredible, working across multiverses and all that.”
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@miserahaedes
As your employer, I (annot (ontrol what you do in your off-time***
But
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It (on(erns me to see you appear to be planning on murdering a wiggler?
@traumatictirade
I’m trying to make dinner but I don’t think it’s supposed to be this*** texture*
miserahaedes replied to your post: Wait* How do you go door-to-door when you live in...
+(O perhAAps there is AAn occupied plAAnet we could visit for this occAAssion especiAAlly if there AAre costumes involved
Yes, we must find one*
We have to find (ostumes on su(h short noti(e! What do you think we should be?
miserahaedes replied to your post: Human jail really wasn’t that bad though* Ex(use...
+(O i hope to see you in it AAgAAin sir
I don’t know what that means, but I disagree*
On(e was enough and I do not plan on doing human (rimes*
Ex(use me*
Hollywood (rimes*
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Misera is weaker than you, but you let him push you into the wall with surprising force. You’re going to say something, but he’s kissing you before you can, fangs clacking together with the force of it. You give in and let him kiss you before you accidentally bite him from trying to talk. Once you manage to pull away, you’re breathing hard and your face is bright blue.
“Misera, I--I didn’t--I thought you hated me... wait, do you hate me, hate me?” You’re confused and pinned against a wall. You don’t know what you want, but your lips are tingling, and you don’t think you’d mind kissing him again. It makes you feel horrible. “But I’m your employer...”
