[Namur has done his fair share of flailing, trying to get away from the stinging pinpricks that- given enough time- are probably going to turn him into a paralyzed, drooling buffoon that stares like an idiot at the pretty colors while he gets digested. Pass.
Now that he's free, though, it's a very different story. He graces the piranha now hurtling at him with a look that has it suddenly waving its fins in every which direction, scrambling to change trajectory and swim as far away as it can possibly manage. Namur folds his arms, turning his attention back to the Merman.]
I'unno... my guts is pretty damn sturdy. But I already ate so I guess I'll letcha live.
This time.
[He smiles broadly. For some reason, it doesn't seem very friendly.]
So what gives? Tryna hunt yerself a human or some shit?
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Date: 2019-12-29 10:43 pm (UTC)[Namur has done his fair share of flailing, trying to get away from the stinging pinpricks that- given enough time- are probably going to turn him into a paralyzed, drooling buffoon that stares like an idiot at the pretty colors while he gets digested. Pass.
Now that he's free, though, it's a very different story. He graces the piranha now hurtling at him with a look that has it suddenly waving its fins in every which direction, scrambling to change trajectory and swim as far away as it can possibly manage. Namur folds his arms, turning his attention back to the Merman.]
I'unno... my guts is pretty damn sturdy. But I already ate so I guess I'll letcha live.
This time.
[He smiles broadly. For some reason, it doesn't seem very friendly.]
So what gives? Tryna hunt yerself a human or some shit?