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 Posted: Sun Sep 15, 2013 8:16 pm
Buddingtonite couldn't see a damn thing, but he at least had his sense of hearing, as small of a blessing as that was as he could hear that damned snake b***h slithering close, and tried as he might, he couldn't hide his wince when he heard someone walking towards him. Not at all prepared for Serpentine's touch, he gave a yelp, which caused the crab-youma, Gra, to tighten its grip on him. He couldn't tell if Gra would attack Serpentine, and if he did, how cruel his friend would have been to the youma that had tried to protect him, but he'd plea for the poor thing's sake if he needed to. Not that Serpentine would let him, though, as he gave a command that Buddingtonite couldn't think to ignore, not when in his condition. Serpentine was right in front of him, and yet all he could make out was an incoherent mess of black and tannish blobs. "I'm not invalid, just crippled, and momentarily I hope!" He objected, despite knowing that he was probably already proving Serpentine's point, yet a part of him felt happy to be receiving such attention.
He let his smile be seen, and he hoped that his friend would pity him too much to want to strike him for his next comment. "So… this is what it takes to get you to touch me so tenderly, Serpe? Because, not going to lie… not sure if losing my eyesight's worth it if this is the lengths I must go to go have you dote on me."
The thought of Serpentine just abandoning him out here never once crossed his mind. His friend was not that heartless, and he knew that, on some level and in his own unique way, he cared. Not to mention the trouble he'd get into if he simply abandoned a helpless officer out here would have likely been great. Even for Serpentine! He offered no resistance to Serpentine's touch or his help, as he didn't have time for pride to get in the way, but he did manage to plant his feet in the ground to prove that he could walk, just needed some guidance. He was expecting Serpentine to chide him for his mistake and weakness, and yet, he was surprised by his statement about Gra. The crab remained as it were, only scuttling onto the shoulder that was set away from the other Captain, continuing to dribble spit and bubbles all over Buddingtonite's coat, as though it was his way of expressing his gratitude for Serpentine's kind words. It was funny, because Buddingtonite could feel his words wanting to bubble out of his mouth in the same fashion, as he rambled on to his friend. "What… what are you saying? Serpentine, are you… admitting that you were wrong about something? What did Stheno do to you? Are you hurt too? You… never admit to being wrong about someone… AND WHAT DO YOU MEAN DISGUSTING?"darker Gra and Stheno will be the BEST of friends! I just know it!
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Posted: Sat Sep 21, 2013 12:16 pm
ChibiGingi I dunno, does Gra have enough forgiveness in his itty bitty heart to give any to her for hurting his Buddy? Serpentine snorted, but it was not a deresive sound. For Buddingtonite to take to his feet and put forth effort was impressive and worthy of reward in and of itself; for him to say not a word against the other captain's actions indicated full trust that his partner would not let him fall during his blindness. Some people had to stage "trust excercises," but they were beyond that part of their lives now. For these two men a forced alliance had turned into a case of genuine friendship. Nothing could be more evident as they slowly walked through the darkness together, newly acquired youma in tow. "I never dote, Buddy. Surely your blindness has not extended to your memory?" Stheno tilted her head whenever her name was mentioned, and a sound of protest escaped her thin lips. "Did nothing..." "It was a poor joke." The green-and-gold clad Captain glanced back, making sure that the Naga made no further hints of her going near Buddingtonite. He made a note that she could understand and respond to human speech. Not as well as Bazzite... and not nearly with as much personality. Perhaps she would grow stronger? It was a consideration for the future. He was beginning to tire, and he needed to conserve his energy if he was to teleport both of them to his partner's apartment. He turned his full attention back to the man he supported and lowered his voice, "Let's go home."
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Quicksilver the Archangel
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