05-07-2018, 09:20 PM
Xx_Yandere_Lo♥er_xX puzzled for a moment, his eyes glanced one again over the man before him, experience crossed his features as well as scars from what? Xx_Yandere_Lo♥er_xX could not tell. There was also the fact that he had never heard of the guy “Drake it’s a pleasure.” He said as he shook the man’s only hand. There was traces of skepticism on Xx_Yandere_Lo♥er_xX’s face as he released his grasp.
“So uh you a prime?” He found himself asking, knowing all too well that primes were capable of regenerating limbs, yet for all intents and purposes this man had only one.
Drake face twisted into an uncomfortable smile as he declined to answer the question instead posing the same question to Xx_Yandere_Lo♥er_xX.
“Umm.” He replied taking the same route that he just had.
“So what is it that you do in here?” He said quickly changing the subject to something else. He found himself already feeling slightly awkward. “Don't look at the stumps don't look at the stumps” he thought to himself again and again.
“Skim the web, look for people worth trolling….protect the sanctity of new babylon, ya know all in a day's work.” Drakes raspy voice replied. “Mostly trolling through.” a snarky grin filled his features.
Xx_Yandere_Lo♥er_xX chuckled almost forcefully, he knew he was making things awkward. “Where can I put my things?” he asked as he looked in the garage like structure for a clear area to set his body pillow and weeb sword on.
“Anywhere there's space for now.” the raspy voice replied as it once again ducked behind the sleek speeder bike. A burst of white light filled Xx_Yandere_Lo♥er_xX’s eyes as the welder went off again. “Oh yeah, you might wanna close your eyes.” the voice said from behind the bike, a small laugh quickly followed after the late statement.
“So uh you a prime?” He found himself asking, knowing all too well that primes were capable of regenerating limbs, yet for all intents and purposes this man had only one.
Drake face twisted into an uncomfortable smile as he declined to answer the question instead posing the same question to Xx_Yandere_Lo♥er_xX.
“Umm.” He replied taking the same route that he just had.
“So what is it that you do in here?” He said quickly changing the subject to something else. He found himself already feeling slightly awkward. “Don't look at the stumps don't look at the stumps” he thought to himself again and again.
“Skim the web, look for people worth trolling….protect the sanctity of new babylon, ya know all in a day's work.” Drakes raspy voice replied. “Mostly trolling through.” a snarky grin filled his features.
Xx_Yandere_Lo♥er_xX chuckled almost forcefully, he knew he was making things awkward. “Where can I put my things?” he asked as he looked in the garage like structure for a clear area to set his body pillow and weeb sword on.
“Anywhere there's space for now.” the raspy voice replied as it once again ducked behind the sleek speeder bike. A burst of white light filled Xx_Yandere_Lo♥er_xX’s eyes as the welder went off again. “Oh yeah, you might wanna close your eyes.” the voice said from behind the bike, a small laugh quickly followed after the late statement.