not interested in deep conversations

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Characters: The Grand Highblood + anyone
Setting: Cafeteria
Format: Any
Summary: The Grand Highblood is not amused by the food but whatevs?
Warnings: The Grand Highblood.

It's almost comical how the highblood is hunched over at a table that seems a bit small for him and eating a bowl of oatmeal(????). His face doesn't show his opinions of the sludge, but he doesn't seem to be hating or loving it. Surprisingly neutral, which is saying something if you happened to know the nature of this particular highblood.

He's pretty distracted, so you'll have a 50/50 chance of getting on his good side or his don't-give-a-fuck side. Then again, he is pretty unpredictable.

Do you dare approacheth the grazing adult troll in his not-so-natural habitat?

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[savedbyasong.livejournal.com]

Shion blinked, it took a while to decode what the troll was saying but after a moment he asked, "What have people been saying?"

oops it was probably hard to understand because i missed a couple words in there orz;;;

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"Nah, shit like they're motherfucking invincible," sighed the highblood, rolling his eyes, "untouchable, invisible to the naked fucking eye. They be all watching you, and can perform nasty motherfucking miracles on us without us even all knowing! INSANE. WORST JOKE I EVER FUCKING HEARD."

Yes, he realized he was unloading all his frustrations on a wriggler, but he had to do it some time, right? It wasn't a trigger-happy killing mood right now, which meant Shion was one lucky son of a bitch.

naw it was fine, Shion's just.... dense

[savedbyasong.livejournal.com]

"Miracles? I don't understand." Was he saying the people could watch them, without being seen or known. And somehow harm them without them knowing as well?

Being in a place where everything was controlled by mostly unseen people was nothing knew to Shion, but...