it's a mingle!

[wotanon]

Who: imeeji!
Where: imeeji!
When: day 439ish?

[ do you have effects from the game? do you have errands to run? chaos to cause? what's up my lads can i get an ups in the chat ]

Comments

Re: b

[at_heart]

[ Snort. ]

Aster — our latest — did offer to sew them back up for me.

Re: b

[carrionmywaywardsun]

There's your solution, then.

Re: b

[at_heart]

...Yeah, but like.

[ He can't help it, he'd feel terrible. ]

Re: b

[carrionmywaywardsun]

[Valor nips Lupine's ear, not very hard, keeping it playful.]

Or do you just want an excuse to shop?

Re: b

[at_heart]

[ Snorting laughter, and he tilts his head away to evade further nips, but yeah, it didn't hurt, and he's obviously not making nearly as much of an effort as he could be. ]

Have you met Aster, he's too nice for his own good.

Re: b

[carrionmywaywardsun]

So? If he wants to stitch up your fucking shirts for you, just let him.

Re: b

[at_heart]

[ mrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr ]

I don't know if want is the right word for it.

Re: b

[carrionmywaywardsun]

[cocking his head]

What the hell is that supposed to mean?

Re: b

[at_heart]

We're unitmates. Probably feels obligated.

Re: b

[carrionmywaywardsun]

[cocking his head in the other direction]

And? Last I saw, he was old enough to say 'fuck off, stitch up your own shirts' if he wasn't in the mood to do it for you.

1/

[at_heart]

[ This long pause is Lupine attempting to imagine Aster saying 'fuck off' to anyone, for any reason, ever, in his entire life. ]

Re: b

[at_heart]

I mean. Sure. Those words could technically come out of his mouth.

Re: b

[carrionmywaywardsun]

[nips Lupine's ear impatiently]

That's not the fucking point.

Re: b

[at_heart]

[ The smallest wince, but again it feels more like a communicative bite than a pissed bite. ]

...Some people aren't great at standing up for themselves. [ Forging ahead: ] And I know, that's not my problem. Right? But sometimes you make it your problem anyway.