10-25-2018, 11:59 PM
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Whatever Mufasa two-point-oh was making smelled...suspiciously bitter. It didn’t smell bad, per say; in fact the warmth of it carried on the breeze, causing Maria to yearn for a cup of hot chocolate. Instead, she found a strong drink and a disgusted black lion, which was...hilarious, quite frankly. She didn’t know what he made, but it must have been fucking awful for someone as stoic as he to pull that expression.
Maria snorted a bit to herself under her breath at it, feathered tail beating slow and steady behind her as she joined them. She was ready to make a comment on Titan’s awful-smelling “liquid death,” but instead found train of thought derailed and distracted by something Agathe said. (Ah, yes: Little Red Riding hood with an emo twist.) “If you thought it was mud, why would you ask to taste it?” She asked, puzzled as to how that would work exactly. Maria was all for trying new things (she wasn’t, she hated it; hated change), but eating mud was not one of those new things she was willing to try.
Never mind that, actually, because Maria’s attention was soon captured by the ghost that just manifested out of nothing and jesus - “Another lion?” - what was this, pride rock? Not that she had a problem with lions, but their size was...something else. “There is too much going on right now.” She muttered, shuffling over in order to make room.
[/td][/tr][/table]Whatever Mufasa two-point-oh was making smelled...suspiciously bitter. It didn’t smell bad, per say; in fact the warmth of it carried on the breeze, causing Maria to yearn for a cup of hot chocolate. Instead, she found a strong drink and a disgusted black lion, which was...hilarious, quite frankly. She didn’t know what he made, but it must have been fucking awful for someone as stoic as he to pull that expression.
Maria snorted a bit to herself under her breath at it, feathered tail beating slow and steady behind her as she joined them. She was ready to make a comment on Titan’s awful-smelling “liquid death,” but instead found train of thought derailed and distracted by something Agathe said. (Ah, yes: Little Red Riding hood with an emo twist.) “If you thought it was mud, why would you ask to taste it?” She asked, puzzled as to how that would work exactly. Maria was all for trying new things (she wasn’t, she hated it; hated change), but eating mud was not one of those new things she was willing to try.
Never mind that, actually, because Maria’s attention was soon captured by the ghost that just manifested out of nothing and jesus - “Another lion?” - what was this, pride rock? Not that she had a problem with lions, but their size was...something else. “There is too much going on right now.” She muttered, shuffling over in order to make room.
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