too soon?

[grandhighblood]

characters: grand highblood 

setting: art gallery -- floor 22

format: doesn't matter

summary: happy fun times with the brooding ghb. just a mingle post!

warnings: grand highblood


[ there isn't much going on here. the art gallery usually doesn't have many people in it due to the disturbing imagery tacked onto the walls, but the grand highblood stands in front of a large animated painting, his eyes dull and sort of fixed on the slow undulating motion of the waves painted on the canvas. It's a picture of a stormy sea, dark and chaotic, waves crashing on top of each other over and over.... ]

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[grandhighblood]

[He shrugs, still grinning.]

Maybe I am, or maybe I am not. I ain't the motherfucking swimming champion, but I know a little something to keep my motherfucking head out of the murky abyss we call "water."

[benigncancer]

[Why is he not running away screaming? Oh right, because he hopes to get through to this big indigo someday]

Well, then you know more than me. My strategy when the Condesce tried to drown me the other day was to sink and hope she rescued me.

[grandhighblood]

[He laughs as if being drowned by the Condesce was totally not scary and more kind of hilarious. Sorry, he doesn't...feel...your pain there. Then he raises an eyebrow.]

Tried to?

[benigncancer]

[Shrug] She changed her mind, I guess.

[grandhighblood]

Heh, isn't that all something? I guess she still finds you just as motherfucking infuriating as I do.

[benigncancer]

Am I that infuriating? [He grins up at the bigger troll] I can't imagine why.