Th, that would... I mean, it... happens sometimes...
[He is beginning to match his bright red hoodie in colour. Also, his voice is getting squeakier, both from embarrassment and from his efforts to not lose his shit despite it. Escaped lab experiment nothing, being sixteen years old is very hard sometimes.]
[Hythlo only laughs and moves to stand up to follow and probably bully the poor kid more--but as he straightens up, he almost immediately keels over again, making a soft "ow-ow-ow" noise. Oh, his poor old knees - he spent way too much time crouching down. You can make your escape this time, Sagi.]
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Date: 2020-10-13 03:35 am (UTC)Oh, or perhaps they would not reach up far enough, and I would have wings on the small of my back. And they'd be too small.
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Date: 2020-10-13 06:17 am (UTC)[He is beginning to match his bright red hoodie in colour. Also, his voice is getting squeakier, both from embarrassment and from his efforts to not lose his shit despite it. Escaped lab experiment nothing, being sixteen years old is very hard sometimes.]
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Date: 2020-10-13 07:02 am (UTC)Ah. The wings of the bottocks.
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Date: 2020-10-13 07:29 am (UTC)... OK. Bye.
[There is no graceful exit at this point. He's outta here. He is literally going to turn around and walk away.]
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Date: 2020-10-13 04:07 pm (UTC)[Hythlo only laughs and moves to stand up to follow and probably bully the poor kid more--but as he straightens up, he almost immediately keels over again, making a soft "ow-ow-ow" noise. Oh, his poor old knees - he spent way too much time crouching down. You can make your escape this time, Sagi.]