10-08-2015, 11:12 PM
Ururu’s attention finally broke when Desco joined in. Part of her that was warmed towards a battle cooled as the girl gained in height in a most impressive manner. Which Ururu thought had to be particularly intimidating when the tentacles began to grow like one of her fantasy-
Right. Focus.
Desco was more than just tentacles. Desco was a kid. A kid with a particular set of skills, who could help her with this issue of the asshole.
This was an idiot who needed to be DED dead, if his stupidity grew any more incurable as a condition. Also as the man continued to maintain a high volume Ururu became more and more certain DED was in future. And then a second or so, her words actually meant something to himalbeit momentarily. Just for a spark of time he paused, considering the words and then- Well that was before Desco had gone Final Boss on him.
The kid definitely had potential for intimidation, just not timing which made Ururu’s attempts at logicking the man mostly impossible from there on
Logic.
Something this man clearly lacked in any fashion what so ever, but could recognize it when spoon fed the stuff
Most of the time Ururu felt its also subtle absence of such forces. Now it was right in her grasp. But with how things were normally progressing, any further use would be forgotten in favor of likely blind panic, or more dangerous tactical self-preservation technique. That was something she could also work with if need be…
And then just like that another appeared. One she equally didn’t know, but recognized him by mannerism
And he knew how to talk. Whatever bit of anger Ururu had was snuffed out by this individual. One line seemed like all he needed.
Not that she was complaining. With any luck her quarry would live long enough to face them in the tournament. Herself whole, him hopefully broken
“A lets fix your gun in public while its loaded party, apparently” Ururu said with a single sharp tone.
Right. Focus.
Desco was more than just tentacles. Desco was a kid. A kid with a particular set of skills, who could help her with this issue of the asshole.
This was an idiot who needed to be DED dead, if his stupidity grew any more incurable as a condition. Also as the man continued to maintain a high volume Ururu became more and more certain DED was in future. And then a second or so, her words actually meant something to himalbeit momentarily. Just for a spark of time he paused, considering the words and then- Well that was before Desco had gone Final Boss on him.
The kid definitely had potential for intimidation, just not timing which made Ururu’s attempts at logicking the man mostly impossible from there on
Logic.
Something this man clearly lacked in any fashion what so ever, but could recognize it when spoon fed the stuff
Most of the time Ururu felt its also subtle absence of such forces. Now it was right in her grasp. But with how things were normally progressing, any further use would be forgotten in favor of likely blind panic, or more dangerous tactical self-preservation technique. That was something she could also work with if need be…
And then just like that another appeared. One she equally didn’t know, but recognized him by mannerism
And he knew how to talk. Whatever bit of anger Ururu had was snuffed out by this individual. One line seemed like all he needed.
Not that she was complaining. With any luck her quarry would live long enough to face them in the tournament. Herself whole, him hopefully broken
“A lets fix your gun in public while its loaded party, apparently” Ururu said with a single sharp tone.