08-14-2018, 02:26 AM
[align=center][div style="width: 45%; text-align: justify; font-size: 11pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: verdana;"]♦ — ah, the civilians of san creado, showing off their main traits as per usual: adorable, loud and annoying, and edgy, respectively. marko would put himself in the first two categories, but that wasn't exactly on topic, was it? he grinned and waved at them (and by them he was referring almost entirely to michael), swinging his legs lazily. he just loved the attention.
what did alex say? what was this for? "i said what these are for, dumbass, it's for the festival that we're doing!" he said, giggling slightly. "the reason i'm not doing it myself is because there's too much that i wanna do; speaking of, can you, uh... tidy up the boardwalk, make it look nice?" he read that straight off of the notecard.
next, xenia. she was easy; seeing as marko had given up entirely in trying to befriend her, he could give her the harder stuff without feeling bad. "xen, could you, like, set up these booth things? cat gave me a good idea and i need booths for it. one near each, like, landmark of our li'l town." it would give her a lot more to do than the others. marko would be fine if she just set up one, frankly, but it was fun to threaten with more.
ah, and then there was michael. "get some refreshments rollin', michael. make sure they're... accommodating, yeah?" he threw another cheeky grin at the human, sure to show off his fangs, before turning slightly to see if there were any others who needed tasks assigned to them.
there weren't, but he'd be fine with waiting.
what did alex say? what was this for? "i said what these are for, dumbass, it's for the festival that we're doing!" he said, giggling slightly. "the reason i'm not doing it myself is because there's too much that i wanna do; speaking of, can you, uh... tidy up the boardwalk, make it look nice?" he read that straight off of the notecard.
next, xenia. she was easy; seeing as marko had given up entirely in trying to befriend her, he could give her the harder stuff without feeling bad. "xen, could you, like, set up these booth things? cat gave me a good idea and i need booths for it. one near each, like, landmark of our li'l town." it would give her a lot more to do than the others. marko would be fine if she just set up one, frankly, but it was fun to threaten with more.
ah, and then there was michael. "get some refreshments rollin', michael. make sure they're... accommodating, yeah?" he threw another cheeky grin at the human, sure to show off his fangs, before turning slightly to see if there were any others who needed tasks assigned to them.
there weren't, but he'd be fine with waiting.
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