03-22-2018, 04:40 PM
(This post was last modified: 03-22-2018, 04:40 PM by BASTILLEPAW.)
BASTILLEPAW AURELIUS ✧ ascendants — fireball — tags
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So apparently Vinny knew this... raptor thing. Blue, apparently? Whack. Bastille wondered idly if Vinny had named her, and then decided that this creature was much too free of a spirit to have been claimed and named like a pet. Her aura sparked and crackled in a truly feral nature, trembling as if ready to explode at any more. Interesting. His ice blue gaze slid away from Vinny as his Clanmate explained back to Blue, and he arched a brow in response to the raptor's reaction to his presence.
"Dude, if she tries to eat me, I'm going to be kind of pissed," he drawled, evidently not too worried about the possibility. Was it because he was confident he would survive, or because he had no concern for his own well being? It was hard to say. Bastille's expression reflected little indication of either, but he still had no fear reaction to this strange beast. In fact, he was tempted to bare his teeth back at her, but managed to hold himself in check -- much as he was enough of a prick to do it, he had a feeling she'd take it as an actual threat. The same could be said for screeching back at her.
"Well, Blue, you're not very polite," he huffed with a slight eye-roll, his gaze going once to Vinny as he generated a rabbit. Bastille watched with interest as Blue ate and then questioned, "Who is she calling to?" He recognized that behavior as a signal of some sort, but for what, Bastille had no clue. A pause, and then he said dryly, "So, what, if we feed her she won't bite? That's good to know."
Honey, you're familiar, like my mirror years ago, Idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on his sword, Innocence died screaming; honey, ask me, I should know, I slithered here from Eden just to sit outside your door. [b][sup]▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃[/sup][/b]