the laughing hour
Cicero!
03-07-2021, 02:18 PM
A cockblocking fiend, eh? "Och, well we can't have that getting free." Cicero didn't quite know what he was talking about, but it seemed like a dilemma for the man. He shouldn't be forced to suffer any further and if getting rid of the beast was what it took, then dammit, they would get rid of the beast. If a handsome murderer wanted more sticks, you gave him more sticks. Thankfully they were in a bloody orchard and there were sticks everywhere. The obsidian fae wasted no time in trailing off to come back with piles of sticks and branches. What they really needed though was something to plug the hole after. Silver eyes trailed over the terrain until she found what she was looking for. Having gauged the size of the hole simply by eyeing it, Cicero found a stone of similar shape and size. Moving it would be another matter. She wasn't exactly large. Placing her front paws against the stone, her back paws scrabbled at the ground, trying to make the earth give up its hold on the rock. Time and again she tried and she was just about to give up when the stone shifted. "Aha!" she cried in triumph. Oddly enough, the stone seemed very round and so it rolled well. Keeping her paws on the stone, she continued to walk with her back paws, rolling the rock across the orchard and back to where the blue man stood. "Sticks are dandy, but I doubt anything that can fit down that hole could move this rock out of the way." If he wanted it dead and buried, this was the way to do it. "Speech" |
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