vagrantinvenice:

ladyscoutinblu:

Those things! Where did you even—?! +she gestures to his wings, though… admittedly, she has seen stranger things, she wasn’t quite expecting that at such an early time in the morning.+ What the hell happened to you?

Hey! Quit acting so surprised, miss I-was-a-tentaclass-once-or-twice! /He scowled at the ginger scout, eyes narrowing into slits. He was a bit sensitive on the subject of the appearance of his wings— which happened to be molting— as he’d just come to accept that they weren’t as horrific as he thought they were. He’d hated the change once upon a time, and he wasn’t happy that he was getting such a negative response in regards to his wings./ … Anons happened.

Yeah. Hybrids aren’t my thing, honestly. +She shuddered at the memory of when she had tentacles. She was pretty damn useless without her legs and that was possibly the scariest thing for her; being useless… or not having legs. Same thing for her, really. Letting out a sigh, she allowed herself a couple of seconds to calm down there— she was already not feeling quite herself this week. She squinted and leaned forward slightly to inspect his wings further.+ Ah, I’m really sorry. Euhm— I should explain, stress and a real big change happened n such. I’m still adjusting and I’ve been freakin’ out pretty easy. I apologize for— uh… my bad reaction, I suppose. If it’s of any consolation, they do fit you rather well.

vagrantinvenice:

ladyscoutinblu:

vagrantinvenice:

ladyscoutinblu:

vagrantinvenice:

ladyscoutinblu liked your post: Just a curious thought but how tall are you??

How rude! It’s not my fault you’re short.
 

 … I AM NOT SHORT! /Smacks her with a molting wing./

+She grins and pats his head+ Now now— no need to be like thaa— GET THAT AWAY FROM ME! +Casually jumps back because holy mother of God she did not notice those before+

Wh—

… What’s wrong?

Those things! Where did you even—?! +she gestures to his wings, though… admittedly, she has seen stranger things, she wasn’t quite expecting that at such an early time in the morning.+ What the hell happened to you?

vagrantinvenice:

ladyscoutinblu:

vagrantinvenice:

ladyscoutinblu liked your post: Just a curious thought but how tall are you??

How rude! It’s not my fault you’re short.
 

 … I AM NOT SHORT! /Smacks her with a molting wing./

+She grins and pats his head+ Now now— no need to be like thaa— GET THAT AWAY FROM ME! +Casually jumps back because holy mother of God she did not notice those before+

vagrantinvenice:

ladyscoutinblu liked your post: Just a curious thought but how tall are you??

How rude! It’s not my fault you’re short.
 

blu-plague-medic-gordon:

ladyscoutinblu replied to your post: +ring ring, pick up yo phone woman.+ B}
Hello! +She reclines back a bit in her chair, grinning a bit.+ How’ve you been, Gordon?

Hey Sam! I’ve been good! How are th’ people a’ your new base trea’in’ ya? 

That’s good! They’ve been alright I guess… It’s hard adjusting, I think. H-heh! +Way to not sound nervous over the phone.+ Has anythin’ been goin on lately at th’ Fort? Or is it borin’ same ol’ same ol’?

pulledteethandspilledink:

ladyscoutinblu:

+She leaned in slightly to observe it closer.+ Whoa! That’s really cool! How many tattoos do you have? I see the one on your neck too. It’s really nice.

Your English isn’t too bad, then. Was it difficult to start up on it? +She nods+ I was born an’ raised in Boston. Not too great of a place to come from, if ya ask me.

-She’s caught him in a good mood, and so Isaak just removes his shirt momentarily to show her his tattoos rather than explain them. It would take too long in English anyway. Normally he’s not so quick to show them all off (although it depends)- Many, many. Zhis vone on my neck? -he points to his father’s name along his collar bone- Vas my first. My papa’s name.

English vas awful… I kind of hate it, to be honest. But es okay. Vhy do you zhink Boston es… bad? I know nozhing of it.

+She tilts her head slightly, as if trying to read it even though she has no comprehension of the language what so ever+ Ah! Interesting. They add character, I think… In a way at least.

It’s a confusing language, I think… Probably not as confusing as other languages but still. Well! Boston’s really boring… So much talk and pride about a sport that is really boring. It’s everywhere with almost everyone there. And not the best community t’ grow up in. +She shrugs+

allisonhm:

ladyscoutinblu said:

… Allison? +just STARES. Sam don’t talk with a mouth full of food that’s rude. Don’t stare either.+ BU

Hi Sam.

….. Whatchya eatin’?

It’s been awhile, ain’t it? +she points at a half-eaten pear+ … Do you need food?

quietbluengie:

ladyscoutinblu:

+When the notebook is presented, she leans in to read it. Once she’s done she straightens back up and nods.+ It’s nice to meet you as well, Mr. Brandon. I’ll be sure to keep that in mind! Most of the time I have issues with metal bats getting bent up or broken… I don’t think I know Jenny yet. I guess I have a lot of people to meet. I just got here on Monday… How long have you been here?

-Brandon chuckles. It’s a somewhat raspy sound, but it’s still there. He writes a reply quickly and presents it again, leaning it out a little farther so she doesn’t have to lean in so closely-

Haha, well I’m sure I can straighten them out if you stop by. And you’ll probably meet her soon, either she’ll find you or you’ll find the yelling. But you’re quite new, it’s good to see new faces. I’ve been here since the base opened and can’t say I’ve regret it yet. 

Oh! Thank you, then! +She grins, one end ending up higher than the other. Maybe that looked a bit goofy, but that’s just how she is.+

I’m gonna guess she’s a soldier then or just obnoxious. +She snickers.+ That’s… reassuring. A lot of people that I’ve met so far mainly give off negative things about this place. At least someone’s lookin’ on the bright side of things.