A Foxy Jerk | 046

[culpam]

[A;

You're probably just going about your business, doing your typical-business-like things. But you may notice eventually that it feels like--well, like you're being watched.

And that's because there's a jerk in a white suit, white top hat and cane who is staring at you.

And if you notice him, then he's just going to smile even wider and lean his weight on his cane, beckoning you closer. y/n/dear god n?

CREEPER'S GONNA CREEP.]

[B;

OR if you're feeling more positive about this entire thing, you could just come across a tiny white fox looking oh-so-adorable as it basks in the pseudo-sunshine.

This isn't a plotted thing at all, oh no. He's just innocently basking.

Obviously.]

Comments

[culpam]

[WOW RUDE.

He was just doing his own...leaderly shenanigan things of uncertain nature and wow.

hmph.]

Ha...I wasn't looking for your opinion.

[mizpah]

[ jingle bells nergal smells carmilla laid an egg-- but no.

she's continuing to give that condescending look of hers, go find your own part of the world. your leaderly shenanigans are dumb. ]

Then you have no reason to be here. Or to even look at me with that ridiculous expression. [ seriously, do you want to piss her off? don't answer that. ]

[culpam]

[wow do you want to get punched in the face because that can be arranged.

YOUR LEADERLY SHENANIGANS ARE DUMBER!!!]

You speak as if your opinion should matter to me at all--which it does not. Do not forget such a simple thing.