08-30-2018, 07:10 AM
[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 550px; min-height: 9px; font-family: arial; line-height: 109%; text-align: left; color: black; padding: 20px;font-size: 12px;"]linux supposed in certain areas the child was very much the stereotypical typhoon crewmate; she was not afraid of a little theft and in general being told what to do or authority seriously put a sour taste in the child's mouth. it was not a big surprise to anyone or anything though that the child would fit so snugly in the frame of a tyhpoon member - she had been born and raised here. but in certain other areas linux could not be any further disconnected from her birthplace. water and electronics is not a good mix (as the child had found out) and the sand got caught all up in the fluffy feline's coat like the snow-white child was some sort of living lint roller. but a sand roller. yet to the foreign entities entering typhoon as a land to sleep safe at night linux could not truly understand how they must feel. how did they fit in?
wandering the grounds of the typhoon absentmindedly, linux's dusty pink gaze was firmly fixated upon their shiny new toy as the child's snow-like paws carried her around the area to a place where the kitten could game in peace. beautiful it was, purple but semi-transparent, there were sticker depicting various bright flowers down the sides of the tiny machine as it lead to the toy's controls. and just as linux was comfortable enough to start up their latest flashy device the abrupt loud call of a familiar tone reached the child's ears and caused linux to once more rise from the secluded spot she had chosen. all in the name of food. the cookies' scent was what dragged the kitten over, guiding her as a beacon to a ship that told linux to devour. "cookies!"
felik was absolutely right when it came to the animals taking a liking to "human flifth". well, at least when it came to linux. the child was most certainly of a species that could not properly digest theobromide, but could not come to care enough to avoid the delicious treat. it was only potentially lethal anyways - wasn't that like 1% safe? it'd be fine. which was excuse enough for the child to begin shovelling the sweet baked treats into her small gob. "badass? you for real? what kind of badass things can you do then?" tilting her head, dusty pink hues fixated upon feliks' form in a curious and haughty manner. "oh yeah and thanks for the cookies."
wandering the grounds of the typhoon absentmindedly, linux's dusty pink gaze was firmly fixated upon their shiny new toy as the child's snow-like paws carried her around the area to a place where the kitten could game in peace. beautiful it was, purple but semi-transparent, there were sticker depicting various bright flowers down the sides of the tiny machine as it lead to the toy's controls. and just as linux was comfortable enough to start up their latest flashy device the abrupt loud call of a familiar tone reached the child's ears and caused linux to once more rise from the secluded spot she had chosen. all in the name of food. the cookies' scent was what dragged the kitten over, guiding her as a beacon to a ship that told linux to devour. "cookies!"
felik was absolutely right when it came to the animals taking a liking to "human flifth". well, at least when it came to linux. the child was most certainly of a species that could not properly digest theobromide, but could not come to care enough to avoid the delicious treat. it was only potentially lethal anyways - wasn't that like 1% safe? it'd be fine. which was excuse enough for the child to begin shovelling the sweet baked treats into her small gob. "badass? you for real? what kind of badass things can you do then?" tilting her head, dusty pink hues fixated upon feliks' form in a curious and haughty manner. "oh yeah and thanks for the cookies."