Fightin' Dirty
Jupiter
01-31-2020, 08:11 PM
Okay she needed to let the 'dirty talk' talk die already. They'd only been on the name for a few seconds and he'd already had enough of it. There was a lot of things he would have talked to Pestilence about. She could have asked him any number of sex related questions and he would have been cavalier about it, but there was something about talking dirty that crossed a line for him. Perhaps that was a line he should have drawn sooner, but the way he saw it, some knowledge about sex was useful even at a young age, to protect one's self and shit like that, but seduction or simply knowing about seduction was different. She was just too damn young to lose that naivety. And yes, any discussion of sex between a strange man and a kid was really fucking weird, but he wasn't exactly a fount of good social skills. "How about this: you keep asking about it and I throw you out into the deep end? Does that sound like a plan to you 'cause it's sounding pretty good to me."
Offhandedly he interjected, "Your mom sounds miserable, but go on, I'll quite interrupting." Who had a problem with swearing? It was like the fat on a piece meat; it added flavor. Okay, apparently he lied about not interrupting because at the mention of Sirius he couldn't help but snort. "Is there really some schmuck runnin' around named Serious? I don't think I can take an alpha named Serious seriously." He waved his paw dismissively. "Okay, that's it, I'm done. Nothing but business from here on out."
"This advice will be useful in like two years." He smacked a paw over the bridge of his nose and pressed down as though he were getting a migraine. With a sigh he said, "My god this is like talking to rock. How about you focus on similarly sized midgets until you hit a fucking growth spurt? Because there is no wisdom under the sun that I can lay down right now that will suddenly turn all 20lbs of you into a grown up smiting ninja." Jupiter pulled the paw away from his face just enough to peek at her out of one eye. "So how's about you thank your lucky stars I'm telling you anything at all, take this shit seriously and quit asking me dumb questions? You think that's doable?"
Offhandedly he interjected, "Your mom sounds miserable, but go on, I'll quite interrupting." Who had a problem with swearing? It was like the fat on a piece meat; it added flavor. Okay, apparently he lied about not interrupting because at the mention of Sirius he couldn't help but snort. "Is there really some schmuck runnin' around named Serious? I don't think I can take an alpha named Serious seriously." He waved his paw dismissively. "Okay, that's it, I'm done. Nothing but business from here on out."
"This advice will be useful in like two years." He smacked a paw over the bridge of his nose and pressed down as though he were getting a migraine. With a sigh he said, "My god this is like talking to rock. How about you focus on similarly sized midgets until you hit a fucking growth spurt? Because there is no wisdom under the sun that I can lay down right now that will suddenly turn all 20lbs of you into a grown up smiting ninja." Jupiter pulled the paw away from his face just enough to peek at her out of one eye. "So how's about you thank your lucky stars I'm telling you anything at all, take this shit seriously and quit asking me dumb questions? You think that's doable?"
NOTE: this character is pretty on the outside but nothing but ugliness and innuendo on the inside. It's best to consider all threads with him rated 'M' regardless of the official tags.