[ stay away from the poke fandumb while u can it’s trA S H ]
who says i’m going back to the poke comm
i’m an independent roleplayer i belong to none
An unforeseen plea to her ears. Wallowing by her lonesome in the corridors where she’s suddenly approached by the other female. Unrecognizable features and there’s little indication where she might’ve hailed from; No Sindrian garbs she’s accustomed to, nor any emblems. Despite being the sole audience of her request Kougyoku still turns her head to look for anyone beside her, but met only with empty space. No time to ponder or delve into her thoughts, she simply sputters,
"U-Uh…. You.. Come with me!"
Reaching for another arm and tugging it along as she makes her towards palace corridors. "My room should be fine."
"Can you hide me?"
"Come here often?"
"Don’t drink that!"
"Hand me that doohickey."
"Here, try some of this."
"I blame (insert name)"
"I guess you did know what you were doing."
"I have a bad feeling about this."
"I have a good feeling about this."
"I know a guy."
"I think I screwed up."
"I’m gonna get you!"
"I’m not feeling well."
"I’m not scared."
i tHOUGH IT SAID FLAVOR
may the odds be ever hot hoT HOT AND spiCY
[FURIOUSLY SHAKES HOPPANERO]
◣✄◥ ＆ＰＡＲＴＹ !!
Well, this chick sure was a strange one, was she not? Interesting garb but.. must wonder if it was practical. Then again, the choice attire of that Kasuga chick wasn’t exactly favorable either.
At least she had a great rack.
Horse draws to a halt, snorting as it was paused in it’s course.
‵There some’a reason yer here? I’m not opposed to runnin’ ya over.′
Come to think of it, why had he stopped in the first place?
Kasuga’s breasts. Goddamn it.
Before her the most peculiar visage of a man, face framed by the armor he dons, peering below to where she resides. Admittedly her impressions of him weren’t clear but mixed in a grey pool. Rugged voice amplifies from his chords to her attention, but she’s more drawn to what shrouds his head, partially blotting the sun from her view.
Crescent moon gracing a warrior’s helmet—
Or maybe it was supposed to be a fruit.
"That would be rude." Although the uncertainty of her surroundings still glints in her pupils. "You’re just as much in my way as I am yours… Even if I’m a bit lost!” Just a bit. "I’m not opposed to do something if you try anything."