6 ♐ Life happens

[aim_exorable]

Who: Expatriate Darkleer and Vriska Sekret
Where: The Nostalgia Nook Quarter
When: Afternoon/Evening, after Darkleer talks with Mindfang and after this thread
Style: Action?
Status: closed

[The white patch beneath his eye feels too noticeable, and Darkleer knows for a fact that it looks too noticeable against the dark gray of his skin and beneath the blackness of his glasses- yet another cheap pair.]

[But he does his best to ignore it and simply waits near the entrance of the Nostalgia Quarter, waiting for a certain young cerulean-blooded troll to find her way there.]

Comments

[f8tal]

[You've earned yourself a stare, Darkleer.] What? Why wouldn't you eat meat?

[aim_exorable]

[He gets that response all the time. He's desensitized to it.]

I've found myself preferring animals over people a great many times, along with a few other reasons.

[f8tal]

And what are those reasons? [Nosy nosy.]

[aim_exorable]

Animals aren't quite as complex as trolls can be, for one thing.

[f8tal]

You must get along with Pupa then, huh?

[aim_exorable]

Pupa?

[Blink. Eyebrow raise.]

[f8tal]

Tavros! [Ah nicknames...]

[aim_exorable]

Ah.

We get on decently, I suppose. [He did make him a mechanical Tinkerbull, after all.]