Souji and I cooked yesterday, and he said to make sure that there was a serving for you. I also wanted to see how creative your profanity was becoming. Can't go running around halfassed about it.
[ checking on virgo, after having seen the videos that he did, with his suspicions that he has. anyways, whenever they open the banana leaf packaging... there's a one-person serving of a hmong dish called mov su - tada. it's sticky rice, an optional chili paste, and now-shredded chicken instead of it being a wholeass bird. ]
they don't thank him, because that would be terribly out of character for virgo. instead, they snatch it out of his hands with a haughty toss of their head.]
Tch, I don't expect anything out of you, you... umm... fucking cockdumpster.
A little more confidence when you say these things, Virgo. It won't be nearly as convincing otherwise. Try another one and say it with your whole chest this time.
hua cheng doesn't visibly react, it seems, but tanhua must sense something from him just by simple bond rather than a metaphysical one since he bristles a little. ]
That's more in line with what would be expected. See what a little effort can do for you?
[ with the quiet words, some sort of tension seems to be breathed out of him in a slow exhale he may or may not actually need - and then he snorts rudely. ]
Eat it or not, your choice. Not as if I expected any gratitude out of a trash diver with no taste.
[ this could probably be more hostile, but it isn't. ]
which i guess means there's, like, not much of a noticeable difference because their tongue is not abnormally long so it doesn't really touch the veil. they just appear to be staring at him.]
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the same as hua cheng, although the ghost king holds out an interesting package. ]
Souji and I cooked yesterday, and he said to make sure that there was a serving for you. I also wanted to see how creative your profanity was becoming. Can't go running around halfassed about it.
[ checking on virgo, after having seen the videos that he did, with his suspicions that he has. anyways, whenever they open the banana leaf packaging... there's a one-person serving of a hmong dish called mov su - tada. it's sticky rice, an optional chili paste, and now-shredded chicken instead of it being a wholeass bird. ]
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they don't thank him, because that would be terribly out of character for virgo. instead, they snatch it out of his hands with a haughty toss of their head.]
Tch, I don't expect anything out of you, you... umm... fucking cockdumpster.
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even tanhua is silent for a beat ]
A little more confidence when you say these things, Virgo. It won't be nearly as convincing otherwise. Try another one and say it with your whole chest this time.
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Oh, shut the fuck up, you mongrel.
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they are so sorry.]
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haha.
hua cheng doesn't visibly react, it seems, but tanhua must sense something from him just by simple bond rather than a metaphysical one since he bristles a little. ]
That's more in line with what would be expected. See what a little effort can do for you?
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Afraid we all have our parts to fulfill. Just because a worm is vile doesn't mean it's without purpose.
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[step on qi rong, hua cheng.]
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[ once the nightman is taken care of just let him into the basement for two minutes he doesn't even need more than that. :) ]
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[...and then - quickly, softly, so quickly and so softly that one might imagine they heard it - ]
Thank you for the food.
[a moment later, as if it never happen, they give a little huff.]
...tch. I've had worse than this.
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Eat it or not, your choice. Not as if I expected any gratitude out of a trash diver with no taste.
[ this could probably be more hostile, but it isn't. ]
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which i guess means there's, like, not much of a noticeable difference because their tongue is not abnormally long so it doesn't really touch the veil. they just appear to be staring at him.]