[ there's Eridan and Rose sitting together on a couch. Rose is dressed in her soccer team uniform and not looking very happy to be there. Eridan's disgruntled and pissy like always. in Rose's hands, there's a dry erase board and a large pile of markers. ]
Now, it's been brought to my attention that certain indiwiduals are throwin' around the
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How terribly grateful I must be. Particularly considering that it's a rather illegitimate quadrant when one considers its notable lack of any potential for caliginous fulfillment, ashen intervention notwithstanding.
Well, no potential for reciprocal caliginous fulfillment. Which is what I find so unsavory about being forced into this unsolicited arrangement.
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Hi, Kanaya.
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Hello, Rose. I suspect from your displayed ennui during the presentation that you're more than familiar with being forced into such arrangements.
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Mm hmm. This seems to be how my life evolves, at this point.
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What happened? You appear to be bleeding!
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Eridan and I got into a bit of a scuffle. [ shrug ]
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What did he do?
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He attempted to bludgeon me with a lamp. He's much worse than I am right now though.
[ GAVE HIM A BLACK EYE HAHAH ]
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[ she has had, at best, a week's worth of french lessons at this point
AND THE SECOND WEEK WAS CUT SHORT, THANKS GAMZEE ]
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There can be at least a small degree of catharsis in imagining harm being done to him, but it's hardly as fulfilling as actually enacting such harm. I will admit to imagining my punching bag to be a rather oblong and larger version of his thinkpan in the past, but repairing it afterwards got to be too much of a chore.
[ SHE JUST REALLY WANTS HIM DEAD OKAY ]
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