Vatheon Voicemail.
"Heeeey, Lysunder's voicemail here, and if you weren't looking for me, well then lucky you, leave a message anyway and maybe it will be the start of something revolutionary. Beep."
For the record, that first beep was him just saying beep. The real beep is in a few seconds.
-Beep.-
For the record, that first beep was him just saying beep. The real beep is in a few seconds.
-Beep.-
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Uh- I'm up on the island if you're comfortable with coming up here?
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[To actionnnn!] gonna assume Pyral is chilling wherever summoner is at.
An elevator ride later, and Gamzee is on the island off to search for Summoner. And rather than use some structure thinking or pattern, he just drifts from one place to the next, randomly checking about. It's cool. He's sure he'll find him eventually, and he hasn't got any need for rushing.
Now, what he doesn't find is Summoner. What he does find is a giant dragon that has him take a step or two and a stumble on the ass backwards, staring wide-eyed.]
Woargh!
[Action] Yeah.
[Gamzee taking his sweet time isn't anything new to Lysunder either and lets the little guy dilly dally if he wants to. Eventually though, those steps can be heard, and Gamzee's surprised exclamation perks Summoner's ears. He's currently on the other side of that giant dragon though, so let him just walk around her-]
Uh, hey kiddo, took ya a while. [A smile, glancing up to Pyral who's very intent on staring at Gamzee with those big red eyes of her, not sure what to make of this winged indigoblood.]
He's all right, Spite, just came to get some help, eh kid? Bring the shirts?
[Action]
Thank god Summoner is here.
Gamzee doesn't really get up yet, instead just turning his head to look at him.]
Holy fuck. Is that your lusus?
[Action]
[Whom of which keeps his smile and moves a hand to beckon Gamzee closer.]
Ah, don't let her scare ya- uh, no, heh, more of uh... a partner. [Glances up to her fondly.]
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He scrambles up when Summoner beckons him closer. Well, if Summoner is cool with it then surely this is no danger, right? If you can't trust in your bro's judgement, then what can you trust in?
And, now that he is kinda getting over the first startled reaction it is actually pretty fuckin' cool.]
Man, I'm thinking like... this bro might even all be bigger than mine was.
[And his ol' goat was huge!]
[Action]
Heh, uh, maybe. What was yours? [A glance Pyral's way before he moves to sit down again, trying to get Gamzee to chill with him. While he sits he also removes a few things from his sylladex- scissors, thread, the like.]
[Action]
Or
Not needed.
Actually that sounds horrendously fun, can he just go roll in a pile of them for funsies?]
Seagoat. You know, front part all being that of a horned bleatbeast, and the back parts all belonging to a finbeast.
[Summoner sitting down helps him relax enough to plop down next to him as well, loosely holding the shirts be brought on his lap.]
Big as my motherfuckin' hive, I think he was. He was chill. What was yours? Seeing as like this bro isn't it.
[He nods at Pyral for a moment with his head.]
[Action]
Oh- [Oh, that, type of lusus. Not the nicest for creatures...]
[Summoner glances to the shirts, moving to take them and inspect them in his hands.]
So he was in the water all the time? Ah, heh, a bull, a big lazy bull. [Grins.] Could fly too. Pyral Spite came a little later. And she's always been more of a friend and a partner than a lusus, eh girl? [A wide smile, looking up to the large creature. She puffs out a little smoke and flicks to tip of her tail. Damn straight she's a friend and partner, she's got a troll, a dead one, but still.]
[Action]
[Cause lets face it, it can be pretty rare for a lusus to tolerate trolls not their own, let alone stand become friends with one and partner up. It makes Gamzee pretty curious. And hey, he likes a good story.]
[Action]
My life was already going up in flames, guess she figured she wanted to help me spread it a bit more. I'm also just an alluring, charming gentletroll. [Another snort from Pyral Spite who this time blows a little fire at him, nothing to burn him but noticeable enough to turn a head.]