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towerofanimus2012-10-20 10:44 am
puppy_lancer) wrote in towerofanimus2012-10-20 10:44 am
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Why Lancer, What Large Teeth You Have (closed)
Characters: Lancer and Ayaka Sajyou
Time: October 20-22
Setting: Room 2-17
Format: Anything is okay
Summary: Lancer goes through his daily routine, but unfortunately, coming back wrong from a costume-related death is thrown in the mix
Warnings: None for now
[Since candy was getting harder and harder to find, Lancer had prioritized getting Ayaka candy over filling his own bucket. Finally, come the 20th, not even his Battle Continuation could hold his body together when his costume finally crushed him. The only comfort was the fact that Ayaka didn't see.]
[When he next woke up, he had made two new discoveries. First, he really fucking hated being crushed by dog pajamas. And second, sleep paralysis sucked. As soon as he could move again, he's rushing toward Ayaka's room. He's not sure how long he missed, and he wants to see if she's still alright.]
[Even as he arrives at her door, it still doesn't occur to him to check what changes might have been inflicted on his form.]
Time: October 20-22
Setting: Room 2-17
Format: Anything is okay
Summary: Lancer goes through his daily routine, but unfortunately, coming back wrong from a costume-related death is thrown in the mix
Warnings: None for now
[Since candy was getting harder and harder to find, Lancer had prioritized getting Ayaka candy over filling his own bucket. Finally, come the 20th, not even his Battle Continuation could hold his body together when his costume finally crushed him. The only comfort was the fact that Ayaka didn't see.]
[When he next woke up, he had made two new discoveries. First, he really fucking hated being crushed by dog pajamas. And second, sleep paralysis sucked. As soon as he could move again, he's rushing toward Ayaka's room. He's not sure how long he missed, and he wants to see if she's still alright.]
[Even as he arrives at her door, it still doesn't occur to him to check what changes might have been inflicted on his form.]
no subject
[ Not entirely convinced, though. Pauses, grabs a few napkins and starts to clean him up. ]
You need better table manners.
no subject
[A pause.]
You're the third person who ever said something like that. That I can bother to remember, anyway.
[He lays the pieces of deer carcass down on an empty table and picks up a couple of napkins to clean off his costume. At least the blood wipes away easier from the skin-like material than it would cloth.]