baby's first successful track
[He’s been here too long. He knows that, to some extent. Staying in a single base for too long is liable to attract attention to his ever-growing band of revolutionaries and anarchists. But he’s been feeling sort of tapped for creative energy for awhile now and that’s depressing. As much fun as the little disruptions can be, they are nothing compared to the high of a proper crime. And he hasn’t had one of those in… lord, a perigee now at least]
[So yes. He’s been here too long after they co-opted a rather large, if run down hive stem on the edge of this city’s lowblood slums, but he just… doesn’t… care… This evening, like a number of evenings before this, he finds himself lying on the floor of the penthouse block that he took for himself when they first arrived, staring blindly at the ceiling, trying to find the will to cause some proper trouble for someone… BLUH]
[So yes. He’s been here too long after they co-opted a rather large, if run down hive stem on the edge of this city’s lowblood slums, but he just… doesn’t… care… This evening, like a number of evenings before this, he finds himself lying on the floor of the penthouse block that he took for himself when they first arrived, staring blindly at the ceiling, trying to find the will to cause some proper trouble for someone… BLUH]
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Leaving...?
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I need to CHeCK In. [ HUFF ]
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With who?
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Do they know where you are?
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I told her where I intended to go. [ WHICH MEANS SORT OF? his tracker is in his coat |B and it's not switched on since lol in the city ]
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How long will they wait before they look for you, my dear.
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soon. [ creaky voice stop thaaaaat ]
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RIGHT FUCK IN THE BACK OF HIS HEAD AND BOWLS HIM OVER???????????? WITH A LOUD CLANG AND EVERYTHING ]
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How soon?
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Then I'll be careful~ [Nothing lethal!!! 8>]
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[Instead the Baron settles quite heavily on him again, pressing him down into the ground and setting his hand along his side. Overseer, have you learned where gills are on a seadweller yet? Because the Baron is slowly tracing outlines of them across your ribs, digging his claws in a little harder each time he circles back around]
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