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aphanon_meme) wrote2014-06-06 02:26 pm
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part 353 whalers on the moon
We've been here over a year now! I can hardly believe it! Dreamwidth's been pretty good, I'd say, with almost no downtime to speak of and all that! Anyway... how is your spring going? Or I guess it's almost summer, isn't it? Hopefully it's been well! I've been catching up on work and new movies, all very exciting stuff, I'm sure.
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Re: disturbs by
I shall forgive your rudeness, instead. [calling it as it is but okay, excuse him as he wanders off a bit to a bucket of water and pours it over himself to wash off the blood and gunk before quickly dressing himself properly again. TOTALLY IGNORING.]
Silence. Sit and work. [points to literally a cluster of rocks where you will find his kitchen. It's a little earthy and everything is made of rocks, but it is perfectly provided with dried and stretched rabbit intestines, skin and vegetation and leaves to wrap the fish in if you so please.]
I shall go hunting. We will eat when I return. [aka you are wolfing down this kinda smelly because they're hours old and sitting in the sun fish with him and you are going to like it, mister. Stalks off into the woods. Will return with a bear or a mountain lion or some shit and put the fear of Odin into your catholic ass]
Re: disturbs by
Mmph. [watches, wincing at how badly you need soap. God you are so parenty and naggy. And ancient. He appreciates the whole quality time thing, in theory, but why can't you just come to lunch (inside an actual building with real food) or something] Yes, yes.
[HEAVES A SIGH at your ''''''kitchen'''''', everything about this is awful and he feels like a child, BUT WHATEVER. FREE FOOD. F-free food will get him through it.]
Hunting for... [stares at your retreating back as you disappear into the trees like an ogre.] ...what?
[Maybe he should leave.
But maybe you would bodily harm him, so no, he will be sitting on a rock here, trying not to throw up while he cleans these stupid fish (and ruining a nice suit), and eventually preparing miraculously fancy baked salmon crusted with herbs HE THINKS are not poisonous (thanks book), and served with a (random wild berry here) sauce. And you and your dinosaur tastes are going to like it, mister]