I'm bringin' sexy back
Them other fuckers don't know how to act
Them other fuckers don't know how to act
Koa wearily shakes his head, profoundly disappointed by the wrongness of his friends. "What kind of statement is that supposed to be?" Raising his hand to his chin, he affects a drawl and a pursed-lip smolder not unlike that of the offending artist. "'What if people were all just squares, and squares were all random shapes because I failed basic geometry'?"
Chuckling at his own impression, Koa relaxes his face to a grin. "Sorry, Teo - maybe one of these days you'll manage to civilize me," the young Dragoon promises, throwing an arm around the botanist's shoulder. "But you know what kinda art I can appreciate? Stars. Lookit that sky, man." He gestures broadly upward, to the cloudless sky which hosts a myriad of celestial lights.
Looking over at Everest, the boy raises his brows. "Whaddya say we head to the top of the Spyglass and make up constellations? I don't think we've done that since we were, like, kids." Simpler times, when their parents had all worked for the Order and the boys had been left to run largely amok.
Chuckling at his own impression, Koa relaxes his face to a grin. "Sorry, Teo - maybe one of these days you'll manage to civilize me," the young Dragoon promises, throwing an arm around the botanist's shoulder. "But you know what kinda art I can appreciate? Stars. Lookit that sky, man." He gestures broadly upward, to the cloudless sky which hosts a myriad of celestial lights.
Looking over at Everest, the boy raises his brows. "Whaddya say we head to the top of the Spyglass and make up constellations? I don't think we've done that since we were, like, kids." Simpler times, when their parents had all worked for the Order and the boys had been left to run largely amok.
Koa Carpenter
If that's your girl, better watch your back
'Cause she'll burn it up for me, and that's a fact
'Cause she'll burn it up for me, and that's a fact
