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Their sustainability is something to behold. Their digestion is so slow that they can go weeks without eating if their prey is large enough.
[ Okay that's...entirely enough about snakes. This is getting out of hand. ]
It's possible. The smallest creatures tend to think of themselves as the most intimidating. [ Take Dalish, for example. Super tiny, super spunky. ]
[ Okay that's...entirely enough about snakes. This is getting out of hand. ]
It's possible. The smallest creatures tend to think of themselves as the most intimidating. [ Take Dalish, for example. Super tiny, super spunky. ]
Which is also badass.
[ But yeah, moving on, with a glint of mischief in his eye. ]
Yeah, and sometimes they put a lot of effort into looking even more intimidating, even when they don't have to.
[ But yeah, moving on, with a glint of mischief in his eye. ]
Yeah, and sometimes they put a lot of effort into looking even more intimidating, even when they don't have to.
[ Dorian raises an eyebrow at him. ]
Are you implying that I'm not intimidating?
Are you implying that I'm not intimidating?
[At that, he just raises an eyebrow, but there's a glint of mischief in that one eye of his.]
Oh, was that what you were going for?
Oh, was that what you were going for?
[ Dorian rolls his eyes, swatting Bull in the arm. ]
Hilarious, truly.
Hilarious, truly.
I know, right?
[But he's grinning as the shuttle docks, and, with a smile after they've disembarked, offers him his arm.]
Shall we?
[Yeah, it's kinda much, but this is for show, right?]
[But he's grinning as the shuttle docks, and, with a smile after they've disembarked, offers him his arm.]
Shall we?
[Yeah, it's kinda much, but this is for show, right?]
[ Dorian can't help but be entirely charmed by the situation, offering something of a smirk and slides his hand around Bull's arm. ]
We wouldn't want to be late. It's the height of bad etiquette.
We wouldn't want to be late. It's the height of bad etiquette.
[There was something really...nice about having Dorian, not just anyone, but Dorian attached to his arm, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what, but it was good.]
What? Worse than wearing the wrong color after dark?
What? Worse than wearing the wrong color after dark?
[ Dorian's fingers squeeze against the fabric covering Bull's arm, letting himself be led wherever they're headed. ]
Absolutely worse.
Absolutely worse.
[He chuckles as he leads Dorian away from the docks.]
So "fashionably late's" not a thing, huh?
So "fashionably late's" not a thing, huh?
There is a difference between 'fashionably late' and 'late'. Besides, you miss the best gossip when you're late.
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We're going to dinner, Dorian, not the Winter Palace.
[But he's smiling.]
[But he's smiling.]
Isn't that the same thing?? [ He's joking, but manages to look appalled at the distinction. ]
[He chuckles at that.] Last time I checked, nobody was walking around wearing stupid masks, so no.
Well, if you want to get technical, the people of the coast are indeed wearing masks, though it is more practical than theatrical.
[Bull laughed, nodding as they made their way. The people of this planet weren't used to seeing a beast like the Bull, even less so in a suit, or with such an attractive man on his arm. People took notice of their passing, and the Bull wasn't complaining.]
Yeah, their masks are a lot more useful, too. Of course, any Orleasian would be offended you called it "teatrical", you know.
Yeah, their masks are a lot more useful, too. Of course, any Orleasian would be offended you called it "teatrical", you know.
[It's like the middle of the night, but he woke up, and there might have been a scream. He was alone, that's good. Maybe? Look, he's going to try to not sound freaked out. Maybe he should have just texted.]
...Dorian? Hey. Uh...I don't know what's going on, but...if you could wake up, that could pretty awesome.
...Dorian? Hey. Uh...I don't know what's going on, but...if you could wake up, that could pretty awesome.
[ Dorian is asleep when the call comes through, but he jerks awake at the sound of his name. He blindly reaches for the communicator on his bedside table, grunting sleepily that he's there as he tries to wake up fully. ]
What's wrong?
What's wrong?
Uh.
[And at this point, Dorian probably recognizes the silence that follows as Bull works to sort through far too many combating thoughts in his head.]
Somebody said something at some point about weird shit that happens here sometimes, and I don't remember who. Do you know about that? The weird shit...that changes stuff? [There's a grunt of frustration.] I'm not making sense.
[And at this point, Dorian probably recognizes the silence that follows as Bull works to sort through far too many combating thoughts in his head.]
Somebody said something at some point about weird shit that happens here sometimes, and I don't remember who. Do you know about that? The weird shit...that changes stuff? [There's a grunt of frustration.] I'm not making sense.
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[ The silence is an indicator that there's something seriously bothering him, so Dorian sits up and turns on his bedside lamp. ]
Bull.. one of my crew mates turned into a dog. Yes, I'm aware that 'weird shit happens' in this place.
[ He pauses in an attempt in not sounding crass, but.. ]
What are we dealing with, then?
Bull.. one of my crew mates turned into a dog. Yes, I'm aware that 'weird shit happens' in this place.
[ He pauses in an attempt in not sounding crass, but.. ]
What are we dealing with, then?
...seriously?
[Why did that make him feel better? It shouldn't. That was even more fucked. At least a human could still express itself...themselves? Yeah. That.]
...I'm human.
[Why did that make him feel better? It shouldn't. That was even more fucked. At least a human could still express itself...themselves? Yeah. That.]
...I'm human.
...Really, is the middle of the night the time to tease with something like that?
[ Forgive him for being skeptical. ]
[ Forgive him for being skeptical. ]
Tease...? Why the hell would I make this up? They took my horns. What if you woke up in the middle of the night to take a piss and found out you were a dwarf? That's how I feel.
[He breathes a heavy sigh.]
And I can't even ask somebody to hit me, 'cause that would probably hurt. A lot.
[He makes a frustrated sound again.]
Sorry I woke you up. I'll...figure it out.
[He breathes a heavy sigh.]
And I can't even ask somebody to hit me, 'cause that would probably hurt. A lot.
[He makes a frustrated sound again.]
Sorry I woke you up. I'll...figure it out.
[ He feels like an ass as soon as he says it, but he's tired, a bit confused, and has been thrust into this situation. He's quiet while Bull speaks, and the sound of him rubbing his face might be audible on the other end of the communicator. ]
I apologize, Bull. I know you're not a liar..that's not something you would do.
[ He gets up and moves around the room, pulling on a thicker sweater and searching for a pair of shoes. ]
I apologize, Bull. I know you're not a liar..that's not something you would do.
[ He gets up and moves around the room, pulling on a thicker sweater and searching for a pair of shoes. ]
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