mingle-y post!!!

[ruminant]

[ It is getting to be evening times now, so it's not super super hot out, just pleasantly warm and still kind of bright. Indoors or outdoors, there are probably enough things to do and enough people out and about to have fun or...harassment is fine too. ]

{ ooc; mingle post! make a comment, tag other people's comments, s'all good! }

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it is. :3

[bandagesplz]

[he reaches forward with a grubby little hand to try and poke her back in the stomach.]

Hello, Lady. Monster has not seen her before.

:D

[wordmiser]

[She phases, letting his finger pass through where her stomach should be.

At least that was working correctly. Hmph.

Now, why did her head feel like it echoed.]

[bandagesplz]

[...well, that's only slightly unusual!]

Oh! Is Lady someone's illusion magic? Mmm, Monster did not make her...

[wordmiser]

[Shakeshakeshake of her head. No, she's not an illusion. She touches his shoulder lightly.

See? Solid and here. Why did he sound like that...

Less annoyed, more puzzled. Now she really just wants to know.]

[bandagesplz]

[...he frowns a little, but it's a troubled and confused kind of frown. that's a great deal for his child-like brain to think about.

he ends up bringing his fingers to his mouth and scratching at the scars there. he smears some blood on his lip a little, but doesn't seem to notice.]

Monster can't talk. His words aren't right. Monster knows things instead, mrrm, that's what He says to him.

Is Lady a monster too?

[wordmiser]

[Her jaw clenches, a shot of pure anger sliding over her silently. These people, they said words that should mean nothing and cut deeper than they understood. What cruelty was a name like Monster.

This. This is why the words weren't worth the air they carried on.

No. No, Jinx was not a monster. And neither was he.]

[bandagesplz]

[he shrinks up a little, taking a small step back.]

Monster doesn't want to make her angry. He doesn't mean too. No, no, Monster is good. [nodding, nodding. picking hard at his fingernails.] But Lady is not a monster, Monster thinks so too. Lady's too pretty to be a monster.

[wordmiser]

[He was not a monster, either. She would call him Little Blood, she thinks. It is much better than moster.

...Maybe she would take out that man's vocal cords. Then he wouldn't be able to say things he didn't understand.

The smile that curved over her face with that thought felt absolutely lovely and not a little bit dangerous.]