[ He'll teach you things but he'll be a tsun about it...... ]
It's hard to say. We've all only known each other for three weeks, that's not enough time to get a read on anybody.
In the end though, it's hard to deny that it wasn't a good pick from a strategic point.
[ And tomorrow... they're proven right by BDSM's tpk... ]
It's hard to say. We've all only known each other for three weeks, that's not enough time to get a read on anybody.
In the end though, it's hard to deny that it wasn't a good pick from a strategic point.
[ And tomorrow... they're proven right by BDSM's tpk... ]
[ Bed hoarders... that's why they died...
He looks over at Haru and. Well, he feels pity, he supposes is what it is. Wolfwood himself isn't immune to some level of turbulence but again, Haru is just a guy compared to him and his constant having to deal with wild bullshit of varying degrees. ]
Standing here staring at it isn't gonna do you any good. Wanna walk?
He looks over at Haru and. Well, he feels pity, he supposes is what it is. Wolfwood himself isn't immune to some level of turbulence but again, Haru is just a guy compared to him and his constant having to deal with wild bullshit of varying degrees. ]
Standing here staring at it isn't gonna do you any good. Wanna walk?
C'mon.
[ Sometimes you kind of have experience dealing with children going through trauma, and while Haru isn't a child, it's the closest thing Wolfwood has to offer.
They can veer away from the warehouses and out to the park or something, or maybe the gym if Haru is feeling like water. ]
You had anything to drink?
[ Sometimes you kind of have experience dealing with children going through trauma, and while Haru isn't a child, it's the closest thing Wolfwood has to offer.
They can veer away from the warehouses and out to the park or something, or maybe the gym if Haru is feeling like water. ]
You had anything to drink?
[ The angle of the hair makes him look cross-eyed and I can't stop looking at the icon...
He lets the guilt pass without fanfare. He feels no such guilt himself, but hardly his place to tell anyone else off for it. ]
Guess it depends on what your definition of "knowing someone" is.
He lets the guilt pass without fanfare. He feels no such guilt himself, but hardly his place to tell anyone else off for it. ]
Guess it depends on what your definition of "knowing someone" is.
'Cause there isn't a why, at least not one that's gonna make me have to actually think up an answer. One that'll actually satisfy you at least, apparently.
You're a brat sometimes, but I don't hate you. So, I'm not gonna leave you to think dangerous thoughts on your own. That's not good for anybody.
You're a brat sometimes, but I don't hate you. So, I'm not gonna leave you to think dangerous thoughts on your own. That's not good for anybody.
[ Suffer and deal with it except he won't say it out loud unless it comes up in just the right way. ]
What a way to tell the world that you don't got a whole lot of friends.
I travel from place to place and don't get to know people for long. A lot of 'em, I spend minutes with, maybe a day, and then I don't see 'em again. You don't make friends with temporary clients, especially when your next employer might have a bone to pick with 'em.
That's contract work for ya.
What a way to tell the world that you don't got a whole lot of friends.
I travel from place to place and don't get to know people for long. A lot of 'em, I spend minutes with, maybe a day, and then I don't see 'em again. You don't make friends with temporary clients, especially when your next employer might have a bone to pick with 'em.
That's contract work for ya.
No respect from kids these days.
[ A very on-purpose response to being accused of being an old man. You and Kazuki both are little shits. There's no bite to it of course, and he eases up with the next piece of conversation anyway. His shoulders loosen and sag minutely, more easy to tell when the cross tilts at an angle from the changed posture. Even he's not free of this bit of melancholy. ]
...Yeah. I think, even if he was gonna go, it wouldn't have been like that. [ BY SUDDEN HORSE. ] More dignified, at least.
For all of 'em.
[ A very on-purpose response to being accused of being an old man. You and Kazuki both are little shits. There's no bite to it of course, and he eases up with the next piece of conversation anyway. His shoulders loosen and sag minutely, more easy to tell when the cross tilts at an angle from the changed posture. Even he's not free of this bit of melancholy. ]
...Yeah. I think, even if he was gonna go, it wouldn't have been like that. [ BY SUDDEN HORSE. ] More dignified, at least.
For all of 'em.
[ Wolfwood is I guess standing inside of Don't Touch Grass, fiddling with the consoles that he clearly doesn't really understand how to use.
He's not really interested in VR personally, but he thinks he should probably get passingly familiar with everything that's in this place. ]
He's not really interested in VR personally, but he thinks he should probably get passingly familiar with everything that's in this place. ]
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