[Another click-click is interrupted by Gladion reaching across Silvally's front and bapping those razor-sharp claws on the less razor-sharp side. Boo, hiss! But Silvally puts its foot back down.]
Right up until they fly up your nose. [(Silvally is squinting in what are you two FUCKING talking about-) And Gladion tips his head back against Silvally's neck, his own grass-hair smooshing out in every direction. Breathing out...] ...We need to get home. I need sleep, you need to meet the twins...I could've left a better note. [Glance at Akira] Were you going somewhere? Thought you were diurnal.
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Date: 2023-02-16 02:35 am (UTC)Right up until they fly up your nose. [(Silvally is squinting in what are you two FUCKING talking about-) And Gladion tips his head back against Silvally's neck, his own grass-hair smooshing out in every direction. Breathing out...] ...We need to get home. I need sleep, you need to meet the twins...I could've left a better note. [Glance at Akira] Were you going somewhere? Thought you were diurnal.