[ * Yikes. When did that happen? ….Anyway, even though that bone got batted away, there’s another one just like it in his hands, continuing to jab. This time, he’s aiming for one specific spot on the side of Flaps’ face. ]
[ * He makes a sound similar to hissing, except it’s mostly harsh radio static and audio glitches. ]
📝 [Wha tha’ fuck……]
📝 [He Stands, Finally, looming far over Pathos, his lips curling back in a proper snarl. Hey, Bud, Can You Maybe Back Off??? He’s definitely not happy, his tail lashing against the ground – but still no move to actually outright attack.]
📝 [He lets out a big hiss himself, though. An Angee Boi…. But probably not angee enough, for Pathos’ liking. Right?]
[ * He wields the bone like a spear, jabbing at the closer soft parts; the neck, throat, belly, side of the face- this annoyance is quickly becoming a full onslaught in attempt to irritate and provoke. ]
📝 [Uh, Ow? He gets snarly pretty quickly – he swipes at the other with an outstretched paw, aiming to knock the club out of his hands. Not an outright attack quite yet, but it’s clear he’s getting annoyed.]
📝 [Who IS he talking to, though? Surely he knows that Flaps isn’t capable of understanding anything…..]
[ * It’s time for a good ol’ bone to the face. He summons one, and although it is magic based, it’s more solid this time around- probably meant solely for poking and/or bashing. Without mercy or sympathy for the other’s situation, he sharply jabs it in the direction of Flaps’ face in attempt to wake him up. ]
[ * Not so loud; we don’t want to disturb the guard dog quite yet. ]
📝 [REALLY NAUGHTY!!!]
📝 [That earns him a rather big, growly whine as Flaps is so rudely jolted awake. He’s quick to recoil, a paw covering his snoot – and he peers down at Pathos, glowering slightly. He evidently doesn’t recognize the other at all, but he isn’t moving to attack quite yet….]
📝 [He just looks Deeply upset by this. How Could You? Please Explain Yourself?]
[ * Well now, ain’t that convenient. And a new narrator as well! This is gonna be fun. ]
[ * Something deep within is gnawing at him, like this isn’t the best idea in the world. It might not be, but he’s not one to turn down a good time. He’s a bit surprised to see Room sleeping; doesn’t this mean that they’re just resting? It’s possible he’ll get kicked out as soon as he provokes Flaps… Hm. ]
[ * Either way, he’s off to go searching, and because the narrator isn’t the best at picturing locations and directions, it pleads with the fellow new narrator to guide our misguided protagonist here to his destination fairly quickly. ]
📝 [Ain’t it just. Hopefully it is fun!]
📝 [You’re a naughty boy, Pathos, but since I’m so kind…. I’ll give you this one.]
📝 [Right to the right of the door is a staircase – it sounds like a loud rumbly snoring coming from down there. It should be fairly easy to find his way to the sleeping dragon, following the sound down.]
📝 [When he IS found, it’s clear that he is indeed fast asleep. All curled up in the corner…. He looks pretty peaceful, really. You sure you wanna do this, bud….]
[ Anx smiles, just a little. Hard not to when faced with Flaps’ grin. ]
* I susuppose so. I still do not do not remember much of m-my life before ending up here, but… I th-think it it is not something I have ever been good with.
* N-not much of an acrobat, I I am afraid.
[ He yawns – the cozy atmosphere of Flaps’ space is starting to take its toll on him. ]
* [He nods…] Well.. Even if it wasn’t a strong point before, there’s nothing saying you don’t have the time to try and work at it.
* [But he notices that yawn… Sleeby.] That aside, though – do you, uh. Maybe want to stay here a while…? Only if you’re comfortable with it. I figure it might help you get re-acclimated to things, and it is nice having you around. ;v; If you don’t want to, though, that’s absolutely fine – I just wanted to extend the offer.
[ Anxiety accepts the the blanket gratefully, wrapping himself in it and shutting his eyes. ]
* Th-thank y you, Flaps. You are are a good f-friend.
[ The word “friend” catches in his throat a little, and he pulls the blanket tighter around his small form. Little skeleton burrito.
* You are right, it it would not do to overwhelm m-myself. It is… hard to sstrike a balance, I find. I d-do not wish to to presume, but… perperhaps it is similarly diffificult to b-balance your solitude?
* Ah- I a-apologise,
* [A skelerito….. Incredible,]
* [He gives a sad little smile, though.]
* Nah, no harm done. You’re right – it’s… been hard. I keep being torn between wanting to go back to it all and wanting to just stick to my own here. It’s… Empty feeling, not having the same kind of contact with a lot of people anymore. Relaxing at the same time, but. You know.
* [Oh- he grins!] Guess striking the right balance is something we both need to work on, yeah?
[ * This is not the normal way of going to get some fresh air, but this isn’t a normal person we’re dealing with here. That business going on with Flaps looked like something that could use some messing with, but there’s the pesky gatekeeper to deal with. Now he can kinda see where Geist is coming from, calling them the ‘little green hellion’. ….Come to think of it, it may not be the best idea to get on their bad side…. ]
[ * Oh well. What’s the worst they can do? They can’t exactly hack into a voidspace that has no electronics besides a dinky old phone. Then again, if they collaborated with his other half… Nah. Everything’s gonna be fine for him. It always is. ]
[ * For now, it’s time to see if the entrance to Flaps’ place isn’t barred, and if he can just waltz on in there like he owns the place. ]
📝 [Ohhh, Pathos. So mean! 😦 You’re lucky Runi’s asleep. They’d cry knowing you started thinking of them like that. After all that kindness they’ve tried to show you! Don’t you remember all that time spent in the dome, listening to music together…]
📝 [But I digress. The door opens easily – the home’s usual stalwart defender is curled up in the pit with a few others, resting peacefully. Granted, they wouldn’t have any reason to block his entry… But he can indeed waltz right in.]
📝 [Flaps himself isn’t anywhere to be seen, though.]
* I-it has been… overwhelming. I do do not believe I have managed to absorb much of it.
[ Anxiety wrings his hands a little, an an absentminded motion. Everything is fine. It’s fine. Be be polite, friendly. ]
* I I am afraid- I ah, h-have not fully caught up on y-your situation. H-how have you been?
* [Another nod….]
* Fair enough. It’d probably be a good idea to take some time to relax in the meantime, you know? Wouldn’t do you any good to get so overwhelmed all at once.
* I’ve been doing… Okay enough, though. Backed away from a couple situations that had me stretched a little too thin, but…. You know. Now things are fairly quiet around here, haha. ;v; I guess it’s a little lonely? Just because of how different it is from what had been normal before.
* [He glances around a bit – and then pulls up a blanket, offering it to Anx.]
* Here, uh – do you want one of these? They’re pretty good for making it feel like you’re in a smaller space, and I know larger spaces make you uneasy.
* [Flaps looks at Tsu lazily, for a moment, before getting to his feet and standing tall above Tsu…..]
* [He lowers his head…. And bites down right around his shoulders. Not with a TON of force, but the metal certainly surprises him, so he just…. Bites down harder.]
* [He may not be able to, but… He doesn’t bite down harder. Nah.]
* [He just starts shaking Tsu like a goddamn toy,]
* [Congrats! You’re a chew toy. Embrace that.]
[ * A tsu toy, if you will. ]
[ * Again… he doesn’t really seem bothered by this. At all. He lets most of his body go limp, but moves his hand to start… scratching behind Flaps’ ear. ]
=) Shaking me isn’t going to help anything.
* [Probably not, but he’s not going to stop. The scratching seems to be appreciated, though! He’s started purring.]
* [But the shaking… It does not stop. He pauses every now and then, to get a better grip, but for the most part it’s just. Shakeapalooza,]
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