[from - that hadn't even been what had prompted her careful lack of touch, but now the thought is wedged in her head with as much force as an actual cannon blast of shit from some stupid human's palm and not matter what she does Lapis cannot get it out. she shakes her head, maybe a little to violently, hair flapping in the artificial breeze as she attempts to physically dislodge this awful mental image.]
Why - something like that shouldn't stick!
[could abject horror really be endearing to anyone? ...well, maybe a little. for as ancient and unknowable as the gem appears to be most of the time, there was something charmingly youthful about the scandalized look she was sending Eren's way now.
please. please say psych and tell her that this awful process of organic beings didn't also necessitate that the waste product cling to your ass.]
[ if eren were even remotely mischievous (maybe later in the month), he would keep this going in worse places. he would keep pulling her leg and make shit jokes, but he doesn't feel as much pleasure in the thought. only that this was, yes, endearing in its own way, but he's had his fair share of it. he doesn't want her to feel nauseous around him now. ]
You have to hope it doesn't. [ ......... it's either the remains of dry humor or he's just actually being dead serious. because, you see, there are all types of shits! but with that, though, he'll leave her to bleach her thoughts as much as she'd like to get around how gross humans are. ] I'll contact you once I'm settled or if I see anything related to Malachite. Until then, [ he inclines his head and adjusts his fedora. ] hang low and keep in touch.
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Why - something like that shouldn't stick!
[could abject horror really be endearing to anyone? ...well, maybe a little. for as ancient and unknowable as the gem appears to be most of the time, there was something charmingly youthful about the scandalized look she was sending Eren's way now.
please. please say psych and tell her that this awful process of organic beings didn't also necessitate that the waste product cling to your ass.]
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You have to hope it doesn't. [ ......... it's either the remains of dry humor or he's just actually being dead serious. because, you see, there are all types of shits! but with that, though, he'll leave her to bleach her thoughts as much as she'd like to get around how gross humans are. ] I'll contact you once I'm settled or if I see anything related to Malachite. Until then, [ he inclines his head and adjusts his fedora. ] hang low and keep in touch.