[That's an astonishingly human thing to do. Okay. So. ...It might be an avatar god thing being. Or. Just a sentient...being. Fuck, he had a talking cat following him around, fully articu-fucking-late and aware. Maybe this one just can't speak?]
Huh. Maybe I was wrong about you, Fido; you seem pretty--
[OH BUT THE BARKING AND GROWLING oh what did he do?? What?? Did he do?? He recoils for a moment but then feels...The Looming. The looming of the box.
The box with a hand out almost! touching! him! No! Why does it want things to touch!
In a flash of brilliance/stupidity (jury's out), he lets out a totally manly noise that is indeed very brave and very manly, and shoves the broken stick into the waiting hand before backing off. The fingers curl around the stick in an uncomfortable fashion, and draws the stick...inside.
It sits there for a time. Is it...contemplating? Rebooting? Plotting? He doesn't really want to stick around and find out, but then suddenly--one moment it's there, the next it's gone.]
...Okay okay okay I don't like that as much as you don't like that so let's go let's just go let's mosey on away and just go.
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Huh. Maybe I was wrong about you, Fido; you seem pretty--
[OH BUT THE BARKING AND GROWLING oh what did he do?? What?? Did he do?? He recoils for a moment but then feels...The Looming. The looming of the box.
The box with a hand out almost! touching! him! No! Why does it want things to touch!
In a flash of brilliance/stupidity (jury's out), he lets out a totally manly noise that is indeed very brave and very manly, and shoves the broken stick into the waiting hand before backing off. The fingers curl around the stick in an uncomfortable fashion, and draws the stick...inside.
It sits there for a time. Is it...contemplating? Rebooting? Plotting? He doesn't really want to stick around and find out, but then suddenly--one moment it's there, the next it's gone.]
...Okay okay okay I don't like that as much as you don't like that so let's go let's just go let's mosey on away and just go.