[ SMS→ STRANGE ]: don’t know. [ SMS→ STRANGE ]: don’t care either. [ SMS→ STRANGE ]: i also thought it was just a title. [ SMS→ STRANGE ]: you know a name you gave yourself. [ SMS→ STRANGE ]: and what do you mean you’re not on my side! [ SMS→ STRANGE ]: i can be very decent you know…
“ In that case I’ll be sure to pack you off somewhere TOASTY.” After all, there’s little satisfaction to be gained in enacting such threats unless the optimal discomfort is achieved. It’s a pleasing thought but regrettably ( and yet, thankfully ) the PEST relents. A single brow raises passively at his declaration; what is he expecting? Sympathy? Help? A confidant? The Sanctum’s guardian is rather skeptical that he’s the man for the job.“ Well maybe you’d have LESS if you stopped threatening to break people’s toys. No one likes a bully.”
“no one likes a n y o n e or anything. not truly; humans might be able to RELATE in some level to one another, but take away their filters, and they become even WORSE than MY kind.” on most days at least. though, talking about humanity WASN’T the reason to why he was here, but since he was at it? might as well take the proverbial door that was OPENED. “you send me someplace TOASTY and someone will get ANGRY – so, to save us ALL the bloody trouble? you stop RUINING my little bit of FUN!”
Jaw tenses as testament to his growing vexation, while his attention is focused warily on the artifact facing peril. Oh how his fingers itch to start conjuring up a gateway so that he might deposit the annoyance anywhere that isn’t near him. Asshole.“ Drop it, and your destination will depend on just how IMAGINATIVE I feel. A volcano? The sun? I might even book you a reservation in ANOTHER DIMENSION ENTIRELY seeing as your so keen to make the trip.”
“to be quite fair? i ENJOY the cold far more than anything else.” still, he wasn’t going to RISK being sent into a volcano or anywhere else- MAYBE another time, but for no? NOT A CHANCE. a reason to why he moved to place it on the table with a roll of his eyes. “ ‘sides, i’m NOT ready to book a one way trip to another REALITY – i have enough PROBLEMS in this one, s t r a n g e.”
“ If you don’t stop touching the mystical artifacts I will strand you on EVEREST.” Gaze is piercing, sharp, alight with the challenge to push him on the matter and see if he’s joking ( the sling-ring already adorned upon scarred fingers might heavily suggest that he is NOT. )
and in RETURN, ky moved to pick up one of the artifacts, and he acted like he would DROP it. why? mainly just to push the BOUNDARIES of how far he could possibly go in the situation. “what would you do if i… DROPPED one of these things? i hear EVEREST is quite nice this time of year.”
“yeah, i’ve been told that before.” several times in-fact, but he doubted that it would truly matter. not these days at least. still, he sucked in a deep breath, and folded his arms across his chest. “it’s nothing new.”
Hellfirebound 