SINCE WE'VE BEEN ALRIGHT ☆ o, plant display

[redvox.]

REDVOX "VINNY" ABRAMO - cis male - goat-bat hybrid - harbinger

Of all the people that Redvox had expected to be first at this event, Aslisk had certainly not been one of them. Sure, Aslisk was regent partially because of the fact that she was fucking everywhere, but this just didn't really seem like her scene. Errapel hardly seemed like the type of goddess the wyvern would've been excited about celebrating, considering her seeming hatred for being taken care of, along with her constant battling against the seasons with her flames. Of course, unbeknownst to Vinny, she did have her own reasoning for why she was here, and it probably wouldn't have surprised him much to find out it was because of family. Even though his regent had a constant habit of keeping absolutely everything close to her chest and not letting anybody in, she occasionally did slip up, and that's where Vox got to see a very genuine side of her. He knew that she must've been hurting, being away from her love and family especially at such a happy event like the festival, but he didn't want to remind her of that. He wasn't too eager for her to lash out again, or close herself off even more from those around her. So instead he just offered her a smile when she came over, his little sharp bat fangs glinting in the midday sunlight.

At Aslisk's speaking, the harbinger found himself snorting, shaking his head a little bit when he heard her blunt little statement, "Well I'd hope there were a lotta plants, or I royally fucked up this event." He kept a close eye on Aslisk as she moved around, just to make sure that she was being careful. She seemed to be aware of the fact she needed to be cautious with her flames around such flammable weak life, but Vinny still felt himself shudder a little whenever she flicked her tail the wrong way. His attention was wrenched from his pyrophobic anxiety when Aslisk spoke up again, the wyvern questioning him about what they were going to do with the plants once this little event was over. Blinking, he gestured with a large wing in the direction of the hydroponics lab, "Most of 'em will have to be dragged back ta the hydroponics lab, since that's where they'll thrive, but a couple'll stay out here. The plants 'ere in th'Halls seem t'be weirdly resiliemt, so if we end up leavin' a couple buried out here in the ground, I'm pretty sure they'll be alright." Or at least, he very much hoped they would be alright. If hey weren't, he would feel pretty awful about indirectly murdering a bunch of poor plants.