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vatheon2012-03-03 11:18 pm
grandhighblood) wrote in vatheon2012-03-03 11:18 pm
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[ ♑ ] don't get up
who: the grand highblood & you
where: someplace between the ordo neighborhood and the plaza.
when: march 3rd, early evening.
style: any is fine
status: open
The highblood didn't sleep much.
Not that being in Vatheon changed that much, he just didn't sleep much in general. He found himself awake early in the evening, and had kicked all of his bedding out of the way in slight frustration. While this hive he picked out wasn't bad in its accommodations and size, he had very little use for a lot of the things inside it. Everything and anything that he didn't need was unceremoniously dumped outside, while things he could use were tossed into a huge pile in the middle of the living room. Lots of walls and doorways were demolished, literally just ripped right out, seeing as he couldn't fit through the majority of them.
The hive itself was only used as a place for rest and sleep, so once that was done with, he exited. It was already dark enough and noticed the weird mark on his arm glowing, which...didn't bother him much anymore. With no particular destination in mind, he walked, not being particularly tactful in his movements, but not making a big show of it. Way too early for any sort of attention.
Then suddenly, the highblood swayed, and stopped abruptly in his tracks. He looked down at the ground, eyes open wide, unable to snap himself out of this strange trance. The troll was but a statue, stock still, scarcely breathing.
where: someplace between the ordo neighborhood and the plaza.
when: march 3rd, early evening.
style: any is fine
status: open
The highblood didn't sleep much.
Not that being in Vatheon changed that much, he just didn't sleep much in general. He found himself awake early in the evening, and had kicked all of his bedding out of the way in slight frustration. While this hive he picked out wasn't bad in its accommodations and size, he had very little use for a lot of the things inside it. Everything and anything that he didn't need was unceremoniously dumped outside, while things he could use were tossed into a huge pile in the middle of the living room. Lots of walls and doorways were demolished, literally just ripped right out, seeing as he couldn't fit through the majority of them.
The hive itself was only used as a place for rest and sleep, so once that was done with, he exited. It was already dark enough and noticed the weird mark on his arm glowing, which...didn't bother him much anymore. With no particular destination in mind, he walked, not being particularly tactful in his movements, but not making a big show of it. Way too early for any sort of attention.
Then suddenly, the highblood swayed, and stopped abruptly in his tracks. He looked down at the ground, eyes open wide, unable to snap himself out of this strange trance. The troll was but a statue, stock still, scarcely breathing.
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"Geeze doc, I tink we need ta find ya some Eau de Perfume or somethin'."
Doesn't mean he's not gonna mention it however. He taps his fingers against empty air and just sort of glares at nothing in particular. Hopbeast. Again.
"Rabbit." Okay smell has been gotten used to and he's stepping a little bit closer. Gads, this kid is huge!
"And no. I ain't ever met a troll before you and Lysunder so I thought I'd ask." He's trying to be nice here. Or at least accommodating. "I don't repeat jokes so soon but...what's really up, doc?"
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"Why don't you motherfucking take a closer step and find out?" He tilts his head slightly, orange eyes narrowing.
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The bunny shrugs, "Eh, I'll regret it in da mornin'." So saying he steps closer, standing at the end of those clown feet. He looks up and leans back until the tips of his ears touch the ground, "Someone's been eatin' der vitamins."
((oocL permission to have Bugs climb into GH's hair XD?))
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Being looked over didn't bother the highblood any, just waiting until the creature neared. He's so close that his arm could just swing out casually and snatch him up by the ears. It's tempting until the ears suddenly swing back out of sight as the rabbit leans back to stare up at him.
Such a little pest, annoying as fuck, but goofy and amusing in its own right. A knuckle pops on his right hand as he clenches his fist and shifts his fingers around.
"All motherfucking colors of the rainbow, motherfucker." He grins, mostly referring to the blood colors (not that he actually eats trolls, but it's a sick joke, and he loves those). Then without as so much as a warning, his hand swings towards him, ready to snatch him up.
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Yanking of ears is very rude. It might not do much but it still hurts a rabbit's pride.
"If flyin' monkeys show up, I'm callin' dis a dream and layin' off carrot juice and apples before be-YIPE!" He heard that pop and looked back in time to see that other hand coming towards him. He ducks down, his body seeming to puddle onto the floor and then bounce back to normal once the hand has passed over.
"Hey! What was dat for?"
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"What the motherfuck was what for?" He inquires mockingly, grinning widely at him as his hand swipes again like a cat batting at its prey.
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Of course, and Bugs gulps to himself as he notices, comedy works in threes. So when that hand comes back a third time he has no choice but to get caught in the giant hand. He wriggles a little to get comfortable before just grinning up at the troll. The toon frees his arms with an audible pop and shrugs.
"So you caught a rabbit. What now, gruesome?" Go ahead.