[JUST STRANDED IN THE FOOD COURT. Well, this is fine. The idea that he either just stays here forever or leaves and somehow wanders back are both equally hilarious.
For now, though:]
Would you like help returning to the apartment, in that case?
[He asks it easily, because he's been guiding his little sister everywhere she's needed to go since she was able to walk, practically.]
For now, though:]
Would you like help returning to the apartment, in that case?
[He asks it easily, because he's been guiding his little sister everywhere she's needed to go since she was able to walk, practically.]
[HELP. Lucas looks through the fourth wall and sees this mean metatext and ignores it because Kanda already forages through the trashcans here, probably. Or Karma.
Anyway, he reaches out to take paw very gently.]
You'll have to let me know where your room is, but I can guide you.
[At least he's not princess carrying him.]
Anyway, he reaches out to take paw very gently.]
You'll have to let me know where your room is, but I can guide you.
[At least he's not princess carrying him.]
[At least he doesn't need eyes to feel the faint amusement Lucas radiates below all of the STILL VERY LARGE AMOUNTS OF CONCERN. A princess carry may still happen if he flags too much, it's fine... He too can enjoy being carried by an extremely buff twink.]
There are plenty of other things you ought to be more concerned with. But I haven't seen any of the effects last for much longer than a day at the most, so you ought to be just fine, soon enough.
[AND THEN HE FCKIN GOES ON BREAKIN.]
There are plenty of other things you ought to be more concerned with. But I haven't seen any of the effects last for much longer than a day at the most, so you ought to be just fine, soon enough.
[AND THEN HE FCKIN GOES ON BREAKIN.]
[The ability to wake huh.]
Yes, we saw the two of them arrive on the other side. [And soon Astarion will be dead...] ...I hope that it will be, too.
[The idea of them all suffering for just pointless randomass things is a bad one that he doesn't want to consider for too long.]
Yes, we saw the two of them arrive on the other side. [And soon Astarion will be dead...] ...I hope that it will be, too.
[The idea of them all suffering for just pointless randomass things is a bad one that he doesn't want to consider for too long.]
[SOMETIMES THE TIME WARP GETS YOU... He's so valid, though. This is so funny. Lucas isn't going to tell him no drinking in the church because the truth of the matter is, a truly by-the-book Catholic wouldn't be drinking even 1/100th as much as he does.
He's sitting at one of the back pews, but he glances up and over at the "shots?", and there's a little blip of surprise and some distant, vague sort of amusement.]
If you'd like, though I don't have any cups.
He's sitting at one of the back pews, but he glances up and over at the "shots?", and there's a little blip of surprise and some distant, vague sort of amusement.]
If you'd like, though I don't have any cups.
[SET IN STONE!!!!! My god though Caelus is so funny. He's just thinking about how Laudna immediately came after Astarion's whole entire ass.]
They were... in a bit of a state, but they were ushered off to the swamp soon enough. It seems like it was a difficult venture for all of you, as they seem to be.
They were... in a bit of a state, but they were ushered off to the swamp soon enough. It seems like it was a difficult venture for all of you, as they seem to be.
[AS LONG AS HE GETS TO WEAR HIS CROWN HUH.]
Oh. [He does not know what a beauty pageant is but he can make some logical guesses.] ...Congratulations on winning, but I'm sorry for whatever you had to deal with while you were there. I assume it wasn't as straightforward as it sounds...
Oh. [He does not know what a beauty pageant is but he can make some logical guesses.] ...Congratulations on winning, but I'm sorry for whatever you had to deal with while you were there. I assume it wasn't as straightforward as it sounds...
[THIS IS FINE. Lucas has also not had straight vodka before. He takes the bottle with a murmured thanks, takes a healthy sip, and...]
...Oh, that's not a pleasant flavor at all.
[But he's seemingly largely unaffected by the HORRIBLE TASTE. He will also politely wipe off the mouth of the bottle with the inner sleeve of his shirt since his collar is high and there's no way to use it to wipe with.]
...Oh, that's not a pleasant flavor at all.
[But he's seemingly largely unaffected by the HORRIBLE TASTE. He will also politely wipe off the mouth of the bottle with the inner sleeve of his shirt since his collar is high and there's no way to use it to wipe with.]
I don't believe pageants should have any violence or death... [He doesn't know pageant culture.......] But that's what I've heard from many others who have returned from those ventures. That they feel in the moment as though they've lived in whatever place they've ended up all their lives.
[It's a nightmare out there! He's tired!! Once they reach the apartment, he'll stop long enough to open the front door so he can help Caelus through.]
[It's a nightmare out there! He's tired!! Once they reach the apartment, he'll stop long enough to open the front door so he can help Caelus through.]
[IT'S CUTE... Time to help sweet Caelus in.]
Would you like to go to the bed? [First, and then:] But no, Nina's still very much alive. Dan Heng... I don't recognize the name, so I assume he was likely one of the fabricated parts of your venture.
[Imagine if they all got back home and found out that no, those bozos were truly kidnapped but just for a CYOA instead of a whole murdergame.]
Would you like to go to the bed? [First, and then:] But no, Nina's still very much alive. Dan Heng... I don't recognize the name, so I assume he was likely one of the fabricated parts of your venture.
[Imagine if they all got back home and found out that no, those bozos were truly kidnapped but just for a CYOA instead of a whole murdergame.]
[His expression is actually quite mild! He's not very good at repressing his emotions, but he is very good at not showing them externally. UNFORTUNATELY, EMOTIONSHARE.]
...Thank you. My apologies... [For the bad vibes. He'll quietly hold a hand out for the bottle instead of addressing the curiosity just yet.]
...Thank you. My apologies... [For the bad vibes. He'll quietly hold a hand out for the bottle instead of addressing the curiosity just yet.]
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