Must mean Byrok's back.
Must mean Byrok's back.
"Nah, neither o' them. I just ate it."
The sharp-fanged Strongarm leaned back out, returning to his full height as he felt up the ripped thread left post-button firing.
"The mark on yer forehead, I mean."
ㅤfor a moment, he’d squeeze his eyes shut, prepared for some egregious stinging - only to be pleasantly surprised by quite the opposite.
ㅤeyes fluttering with several blinks, then batting upward.
ㅤ” … are you a monk ? or a cleric of sorts - ? “
ㅤ
"Yeah, just a, y'know... Li'l schmutz. Here, lemme just..."
He reached over, calloused thumb gently swiping over the now-bloodied cut...
That is now gone????
"See? Just fine, like I said."
"Nah, neither o' them. I just ate it."
The sharp-fanged Strongarm leaned back out, returning to his full height as he felt up the ripped thread left post-button firing.
"The mark on yer forehead, I mean."
"I got too pumped-up from this mornin's workout, yeah."
He can rock a V-neck, anyways.
" 'nother wardrobe malfunction ? "
"...Damn it—"
"I got too pumped-up from this mornin's workout, yeah."
He can rock a V-neck, anyways.
"Yeah, just a, y'know... Li'l schmutz. Here, lemme just..."
He reached over, calloused thumb gently swiping over the now-bloodied cut...
That is now gone????
"See? Just fine, like I said."
ㅤ" i - it's.. it's not ? "
ㅤiconic last words - lowering their hands, knowing full and well it * might've been a lie.
ㅤbut.. it was just a mere possibility !! he wouldn't do that !!!
ㅤ" i - i guess... then.. y - yeah. yeah, it's fine - perfectly fine. " ( * 💦 )
ㅤ
"H-Hey, it's, uh... Not bad...!!"
He's bad at this—
"Yeah, just a, y'know... Li'l schmutz. Here, lemme just..."
He reached over, calloused thumb gently swiping over the now-bloodied cut...
That is now gone????
"See? Just fine, like I said."
"H-Hey, it's, uh... Not bad...!!"
He's bad at this—
ㅤhands covering their face, swallowing the tears. oh no, oh no, oh nononohohooughh...
ㅤ" i - it's.. ffINE - "
ㅤooohh, please let this not leave a mark..
ㅤ
Sweatdropping, sucking at his teeth for a second.
"Sorry 'bout that, pal—"💧
"H-Hey, it's, uh... Not bad...!!"
He's bad at this—
Sweatdropping, sucking at his teeth for a second.
"Sorry 'bout that, pal—"💧
ㅤaaand, fwoosh !
ㅤa direct hit !! bullseye - right between the eyes !
ㅤ.. ow… now he’s getting all teary eyed and red-faced. oh dear. ( * 💧 )
ㅤ
"...Damn it—"
Sweatdropping, sucking at his teeth for a second.
"Sorry 'bout that, pal—"💧
But MAN, that'd be BORING!!
But MAN, that'd be BORING!!
"...Damn it—"
"...Damn it—"
"Not like the FFF ain't always needin' more folks... Yeah, I don't see why not? Want me ta hook ya up with a match?"
Those golden eyes are mesmerizing, contrasting the vibrant hue of Matthias' cyan eyes, which are fixed on Byrok intently.
Before he snickered, shaking his head.
"Nah, 's just /rough/. Aims ta be the 'Fighter's Paradise', so it's just a lot more lenient.
Not that folks ain't died in the ring, but it's usually frowned-upon."
"Not like the FFF ain't always needin' more folks... Yeah, I don't see why not? Want me ta hook ya up with a match?"
now I know how Joan of Arc felt!
now I know how Joan of Arc felt!
𝑪𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒆 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒂 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎
𝑪𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒆 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒂 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎
Ya gotta try harder than that, hognose.
Ya gotta try harder than that, hognose.