[ because he's been slowly and systematically poisoning himself since he was nine :D
anyway
aquila will gladly take this victory - he's deeply pleased as he manages to vaguely dodge the kick but not the glove, and then just gives up, dropping backwards onto the fluffy bed with a laugh and reaching under his veil to wipe away a fake tear of laughter. ridiculous. he'll take his glove back and go to put it on though. lup can see he's wearing her crab bracelet still in the meantime. ]
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her instinct is to kick him in the side and throw the glove in his face, squeaklaughing]
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anyway
aquila will gladly take this victory - he's deeply pleased as he manages to vaguely dodge the kick but not the glove, and then just gives up, dropping backwards onto the fluffy bed with a laugh and reaching under his veil to wipe away a fake tear of laughter. ridiculous. he'll take his glove back and go to put it on though. lup can see he's wearing her crab bracelet still in the meantime. ]
Hah. [ victory ]