Backdated to bone-flower clock liminal

[wolvering]

Tho—

[The would-be mental shout cuts off before the first syllable is even finished. There’s a brief pause, and then Pod’s actual voice comes back, and it’s all filtered away from baby Rose.]

Those spineless, mealy-mouthed, Hornet-hoofed, pustulant offspring of asps and dark mages! They can’t claim me! I belong to Kerras. I don’t—

Argh! Goddess curse them to never find rest nor hearth.

Comments

[wolvering]

He gave me his name, but we didn't talk much after he rescued me. I guess he had a lot to do, if he was going around rescuing people.

[There's a pause.]

I don't think he's bad for a god. I'm just mad because I'm already sworn to a god and he didn't ask!

[mysunnydisposition]

Kind of feel like the rescuing was just an excuse to claim people. I sure didn't need the help, but...

Thing is, I think we're all getting claimed one way or another. Probably sooner than later, at this point. At least this one seems... okay, for a Trump.

[wolvering]

It might have been. Maybe he was using it as an excuse to get a closer look at us?

And he does seem better than some of the ones I’ve heard people complain about here.

[That’s said with a little bit of ‘but I’m still mad’ in her tone.]

[mysunnydisposition]

Well... if he bothers you again, feel free to yell at me over the network. I'll show up with a squirt bottle or something to make sure he behaves himself.

[wolvering]

[Steph gets laughter.]

Going after a god-cat with-- Oh! Oh my that's hilarious.

[She does sober after a minute.]

Probably not wise, but thank you, I needed to laugh a bit, I think.