Kaisel
He’s about to give her an honest answer, but quickly realizes she’s on to more fuckery the moment her lips curl. It twists her voice into something purely devious, and the scoff he releases could be heard around the world, an attempt to hide the chuckle that escapes despite himself. ”Absolutely not,” he reassures quickly. ”Just, stop trying to make fetch happen.” He threatens her with a ruffle of her hair atop her head, shoving her away a touch for added measure when he’s done. It’s more to set her off balance a touch than to actually be rid of her.
”Oh, so what, this is your thots and prayers era or something? Next century you’ll go all in on racks and ruins, anddddd the one after that will be hot girl hotel?” He’s here for the idea of conquest by career one empire at a time, but he’s also advocating for the self care of not mixing work and pleasure too often in the same place. ”I’m just trying to keep you from forming bad habits. Only takes like a decade or two for them to really stick, yanno? Plus this way no one can hear me scream.” From the ghosts, or whatever bullshit they’re going to summon.
Gathering a deeply unimpressed look, he shoots that over to her across his shoulder before opening a new room, or trying to. The door sticks, and he has to lean is weight into it, shoulder thumping like an impolite knock. ”You suck it too much,” he corrects, the innuendo woven too deep to escape from now. ”C’mon Charlie, there’s balance, I know you know that.” The door gives abruptly and he staggers inside, stride skidding to a stop as the room opens up to complete disarray and crumbling stone. Rats scatter, and Kaisel recoils from it as well.
”Anyway, the best suckers have the gum in the middle, so you bite ‘em to get to what’s inside.” Leaving the difficult door ajar as he proceeds further into the collapsing tower, he gives her another exasperated look with her latest line. ”Nooo0000,” he sings out, ”I would never say that.” He glances up at the staircase, one foot testing the stair before he leans over the edge and begins to climb up. ”You certainly make things interesting though.” He can’t keep the grin that stretches out afterwards, looking over at her as his hand slides up the rail. ”And fun.”
”Oh, so what, this is your thots and prayers era or something? Next century you’ll go all in on racks and ruins, anddddd the one after that will be hot girl hotel?” He’s here for the idea of conquest by career one empire at a time, but he’s also advocating for the self care of not mixing work and pleasure too often in the same place. ”I’m just trying to keep you from forming bad habits. Only takes like a decade or two for them to really stick, yanno? Plus this way no one can hear me scream.” From the ghosts, or whatever bullshit they’re going to summon.
Gathering a deeply unimpressed look, he shoots that over to her across his shoulder before opening a new room, or trying to. The door sticks, and he has to lean is weight into it, shoulder thumping like an impolite knock. ”You suck it too much,” he corrects, the innuendo woven too deep to escape from now. ”C’mon Charlie, there’s balance, I know you know that.” The door gives abruptly and he staggers inside, stride skidding to a stop as the room opens up to complete disarray and crumbling stone. Rats scatter, and Kaisel recoils from it as well.
”Anyway, the best suckers have the gum in the middle, so you bite ‘em to get to what’s inside.” Leaving the difficult door ajar as he proceeds further into the collapsing tower, he gives her another exasperated look with her latest line. ”Nooo0000,” he sings out, ”I would never say that.” He glances up at the staircase, one foot testing the stair before he leans over the edge and begins to climb up. ”You certainly make things interesting though.” He can’t keep the grin that stretches out afterwards, looking over at her as his hand slides up the rail. ”And fun.”
Haters on my back like a backpack
Blowin' up I'm fucking flawless
Blowin' up I'm fucking flawless
Code stolen from Queen Sky
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
