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It's from the Orbiters, you nob.
[He sighs. This poor egg. It's going to be raised by this guy? With any luck, it'll hatch into something that can take care of itself. He pats the egg. Good luck, little guy.]
You're not the first one to get one. They've got some kinda monster up there that keeps laying eggs or something. Probably more than one. Atsushi's hatched into a tiger.
[He sighs. This poor egg. It's going to be raised by this guy? With any luck, it'll hatch into something that can take care of itself. He pats the egg. Good luck, little guy.]
You're not the first one to get one. They've got some kinda monster up there that keeps laying eggs or something. Probably more than one. Atsushi's hatched into a tiger.
[ he... thought it seemed like the most supportive stance a man could take?
maybe not. but, being so hyper-focused on the actual pulling part blind-sighted him to a lot of things. which unfortunately, included preparing the sack. it's why the screaming carries on for a bit longer than he intends (or intended). ] S-sack, yeah, I got it right here! Hold on!! I'm going to save you!! [ clumsily, he reaches back over his shoulder for the sack. he then unceremoniously...
throws the whole sack over both lance and the root. admittedly, the root is a bit quieter now from the dark. the dark that is likely drowning out its desires to scream and be heard. but, does that change the fact ... hm, something about this feels off? ]
maybe not. but, being so hyper-focused on the actual pulling part blind-sighted him to a lot of things. which unfortunately, included preparing the sack. it's why the screaming carries on for a bit longer than he intends (or intended). ] S-sack, yeah, I got it right here! Hold on!! I'm going to save you!! [ clumsily, he reaches back over his shoulder for the sack. he then unceremoniously...
throws the whole sack over both lance and the root. admittedly, the root is a bit quieter now from the dark. the dark that is likely drowning out its desires to scream and be heard. but, does that change the fact ... hm, something about this feels off? ]
[ lance's head finally pops out of the right hole, his dumbfounded expression directed towards dylas. ]
The — Orbiters?
[ he grows silent, just starting at the other, too shocked to even let his mind wander at the idea of some magical egg-laying creature being robbed of all her babies...
why would the orbiters be giving people eggs to take care of... and why wouldn't they say anything about it??? ]
—wait, someone got a tiger?
The — Orbiters?
[ he grows silent, just starting at the other, too shocked to even let his mind wander at the idea of some magical egg-laying creature being robbed of all her babies...
why would the orbiters be giving people eggs to take care of... and why wouldn't they say anything about it??? ]
—wait, someone got a tiger?
[DAMN YOU LANCE. As he runs off, Rocket just kinda hangs back for a second, looking bewildered at first, and then amused.]
Heh. I'd feel proud of the kid, but I'm competitive, sooo...
[NYOOMS]
Heh. I'd feel proud of the kid, but I'm competitive, sooo...
[NYOOMS]
[ Juvia whines quietly, dragging her hands down her face-- only spreading the sparkles across her skin even more. He makes a good point though, she can at least remain as anonymous as she wants when it comes to hiding her face. ]
What about your baby, Lance?
[ She gestures to his egg, to junior. ] Won't it need more warmth?
What about your baby, Lance?
[ She gestures to his egg, to junior. ] Won't it need more warmth?
...
[ ah, this is a problem. ] My bad, my bad. [ he takes the sack off from lance. the wailing begins once more, but it's probably a decent price to pay for ... not selling off his companion. sad trade offs. he then holds the sack open.
he tilts his head, a silent "like this?" attached to his actions. ]
[ ah, this is a problem. ] My bad, my bad. [ he takes the sack off from lance. the wailing begins once more, but it's probably a decent price to pay for ... not selling off his companion. sad trade offs. he then holds the sack open.
he tilts his head, a silent "like this?" attached to his actions. ]
That's right.
[At least Lance's head is coming out of the right hole? He was so sure it was going to come out of a sleeve at this rate.]
My fr...someone...my friend [emotionally stunted horse, go!] had the same thing happen to him. And he was up there when it happened. It hatched into a tiger named Prince.
[You know, the big 'up there.']
[At least Lance's head is coming out of the right hole? He was so sure it was going to come out of a sleeve at this rate.]
My fr...someone...my friend [emotionally stunted horse, go!] had the same thing happen to him. And he was up there when it happened. It hatched into a tiger named Prince.
[You know, the big 'up there.']
[ lance just nods in response, stiffly plopping the crying root into the sack. as soon as the darkness envelopes it again, it quiets, seemingly soothed.
he looks down at it in wonder, idly shaking his head. ]
I'd hate to be the guy that's gotta make something out of these. [ maybe the man had night-vision or something... or really good ear plugs. ]
he looks down at it in wonder, idly shaking his head. ]
I'd hate to be the guy that's gotta make something out of these. [ maybe the man had night-vision or something... or really good ear plugs. ]
Huh.
[ interesting... lance is wondering if revealing this particular bit of information will make keith even more paranoid about this egg or not. he considers kind of sitting on this information for a while... hrm. ]
Do me a favor and don't tell Keith that. It'll just make him worry.
[ interesting... lance is wondering if revealing this particular bit of information will make keith even more paranoid about this egg or not. he considers kind of sitting on this information for a while... hrm. ]
Do me a favor and don't tell Keith that. It'll just make him worry.
[Dylas' ears lift a little; it's sort of the equivalent of him tilting his head.]
I won't. The longer I go without having to talk to him, the better.
[He might not mind running into Lance again? Maybe. This hasn't been horrible.]
I won't. The longer I go without having to talk to him, the better.
[He might not mind running into Lance again? Maybe. This hasn't been horrible.]
[ ah.. yes... Juvia smiles softly, edging a little closer to Lance. don't look her directly in the eye because u might be blinded by either her smile, or her sparkly skin ]
Really? [ She doesn't care about her own well being anymore, not with the chance of getting to be closer to the egg. ] Juvia will be especially careful with your child.
Do you think you could tell me about how he came into your life, on the way back, too?
Really? [ She doesn't care about her own well being anymore, not with the chance of getting to be closer to the egg. ] Juvia will be especially careful with your child.
Do you think you could tell me about how he came into your life, on the way back, too?
[ now one might think he'd rush to his boyfriend's defense but
lance knows all too well that keith isn't exactly... the easiest to get along with...
so instead he just gives a strange sort of smile. ]
I promise he's not that bad, [ he says, almost apologetically. ] But I get it.
lance knows all too well that keith isn't exactly... the easiest to get along with...
so instead he just gives a strange sort of smile. ]
I promise he's not that bad, [ he says, almost apologetically. ] But I get it.
Oh yeah!
[ he gives her a look that's half-apologetic, half-surprised. ] Did I not say yet? Oh man, sorry about that!
[ he babbles so often to anyone who'll listen, he sometimes forgets what he's told to specific people. ]
It was real weird. One day Keith just texts me saying someone sent him an egg? Like — addressed to him and everything, but no return label!
[ all this he says as he helps her put the sling on, then covers her up with his oversized jacket. ]
[ he gives her a look that's half-apologetic, half-surprised. ] Did I not say yet? Oh man, sorry about that!
[ he babbles so often to anyone who'll listen, he sometimes forgets what he's told to specific people. ]
It was real weird. One day Keith just texts me saying someone sent him an egg? Like — addressed to him and everything, but no return label!
[ all this he says as he helps her put the sling on, then covers her up with his oversized jacket. ]
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