Y’know lyin’ is a sin, right, Miles? [ Doubt.jpg about the height fear. He was pretty sure he’d been up high with Miles before. ]
Woooow. An’ after all I’ve done for you… so rude. [ Shook his head, snorting. ] I don’ think that’ll work out well for anyone except me when Lucifer gets me back after bein’ effectively kidnapped an’ I get some triumphant hot an’ heavy sex once we get home.
Pfft, what? You don’t know that. Have you even ever read the Bible?? [ He was right to doubt. ]
Hey, c’mon man. Y’can hardly blame me for wantin’ t’hang out with m’best mate in Heaven, can ya? [ Now it was his turn to snort and shake his head. ] Sounds like that should be thankin’ me if that happens.
kaengeru:
[Oh?
Didn’t find her scary?
Sure, Miles can reach out for her nose - but just as his finger gets close enough to touch, Enya will go for a jump scare; minor shapeshift to snap at that hand with a lots of white fur, a long muzzle, and big teeth before going back to normal.
Curious to see how not scared that would get him.]
[ He wasn’t graceful in yanking his hand away, in taking a few half stumbled steps back or in letting out a little, short, startled yell. Would stare at her, hand raised up still, before he would clear his throat and lower his hand. ]
…Ya essentially jus’ yelled boo at me, which is a cheap scare an’ don’t count.
[Luke is bad at explaining things. Wren could do better but he is not in charge right now.
Luke beamed as he handed over the robot. It wasn’t exactly super cuddly; it had to be made of nice dirt-deflecting materials. But it’s very toy-like, more like what you hoped for from those robot dog toy commercials that rather tended to disappoint in reality.
No barking, but when he switched it on it had some basic toony facial animations to make it cute instead of creepy. Blinking, cocking the head, things like that.]
Well, turns out this sort of thing is a breeze next to trying to build an entire human person, hahah.
The elephant will probably get you a better clean, but that one is a bit quieter.
And as you can see, it ain’t gonna try to vacuum you. But if you set it down it’ll get goin. And if there’s a room you don’t want it goin in then you can just pop one of these stickers in the door jamb or on a wall and it’ll avoid it as long as the sticker ain’t covered by more than an inch of somethin.
[he handed over a sticker sheet. Just some dime-sized white stickers with barely visible grey dots.]
Should barely be able to see it if you put it down low in a door jamb or on the trim by the floor.
Or yah can just keep doors closed. They can’t open doors, that’d be terrifying.
[ It may not have been ‘cuddly’, but it was cute, had personality and Miles already loved it. But then Luke turns it on, and he is gasping, grin threatening to spill off his face. ] Oh shit, tha’s so cool!
Pfft, yeah? I mean, m’no electronic or robotics whizz, but I think even I could tell ya buildin’ a roomba’s easier than buildin’ a whole person…
[ He would nod as he listened, knowing that, even though the two robots had their own pros and cons, he would use them equally, because he couldn’t pick, let a lone choose, favourites outta these two lil guys. He would gasp again as he’s handed the stickers, looking over them before absolutely beaming at Luke. ]
Dude. Tha’s so fuckin’ cool an’ useful. What the fuck.
…Tha’s good, because ya know if somethin’ like these were ever mass-produced by some big company run by assholes, they’d make it so they’d open doors. And then Skynet happens…
kaengeru:
Well yer cryin an shit how am I spose t'know!!
[Drops her arms, clenching her fists and baring her teeth.]
I’s tryin t'be nice you fuckin, stupid- fuck! [At least she was trying hard enough to not use another f-word, as much as she wanted. But Miles was trying her patience.]
Tha’s not!! Wha I’s fuckin!! God! Christ, fuck you!
M’not cryin’! [ That would have him straightening up, his hands rising to frame his dry face. ] Where do ya see any tears?? At the most m’bitchin’.
[ The squint he fixes on her clearly says you cannot be this fuckin’ dumb. ] Punching people– or fuckin’ grabbin’ at a fresh piercin’– ain’t nice! I can’t believe somebody has t’ tell ya that!
limlnal:
Apparently. [Said with a shrug.] There may be more, details to it, I only know his teeth are very much solid. [Frowns with an exasperated sigh.] You have no idea. At least there’s plenty of trees around…
[Looks at Miles and blinks, a small smiling playing on his lips.]
Oh, you didn’t think this, [Gestures to the whole of himself.] Was my born-in body, did you? [Teasing, but Sarah did find it a bit funny.]
[ Wheezed out a laugh so hard, it would catch in his throat and make him splutter out a few coughs. He would at least raise a hand, to let Sarah know he was okay, he just needed a moment. ] Shit.. He was out gnawin’ on trees as a baby??
Well I dunno! I only learned about Day’s today! What do ya look like? [ He would catch himself, leaning in a little bit to mumble. ] Sorry, is that, like, weird or rude t’ask? Ya don’t gotta tell me if ya don’t wanna.
Tch. Alright…
[ Raised his eyebrow, then crossed his arms once the pat was dodged. ] Do you? Would be the first I’ve heard of it.
He’s all about like, compassion an’ shit, right? Surely that’d count. But I dunno if he’d let me back out after, an’ I don’ think anyone wants Lucifer stormin’ the Heavenly gates…
…I don’t tell ya everythin’. I might. [ He didn’t. ]
Compassion an’ mercy, yeah. Then again. keepin’ you away from me might fall under mercy. [ Snorted. ] Ah, we can jus’ close Heaven’s blinds an’ pretend no one’s home.
@mr-pulvis started following you
[ He’d noticed his consort had disappeared off his internal radar and had been (quietly) tearing apart Hell and Earth looking for him. There had been tugs in this metaphysical direction, and when he finally felt his way through the strange curtain between Existences, he had spilled blood on the first street corner he found and used some minor bit of enchantment to seek out the closest Miles Pulvis, thinking that someone or something had decided to drag Miles here.
When he saw him, the Fallen would coalesce out of the shadows, gilded and horned and wings flaring. ]
Miles. Who dragged you here– put their disgusting Faith-riddled hands all over you?
[ He almost hurt to look at for the holiness clinging to him, and he couldn’t sense his Name on him, but that was undoubtedly Miles. ]
@mr-pulvis started following you
[ He’d noticed his consort had disappeared off his internal radar and had been (quietly) tearing apart Hell and Earth looking for him. There had been tugs in this metaphysical direction, and when he finally felt his way through the strange curtain between Existences, he had spilled blood on the first street corner he found and used some minor bit of enchantment to seek out the closest Miles Pulvis, thinking that someone or something had decided to drag Miles here.
When he saw him, the Fallen would coalesce out of the shadows, gilded and horned and wings flaring. ]
Miles. Who dragged you here– put their disgusting Faith-riddled hands all over you?
[ He almost hurt to look at for the holiness clinging to him, and he couldn’t sense his Name on him, but that was undoubtedly Miles. ]
[ It wasn’t often these days that Miles found himself with a free evening. He didn’t have a shift at the Rookery, and he was all but thrown out of church–then promptly thrown out of the community centre– because according to Father Thomas, Miles ‘needed to take a break for once’. Initially, he wasn’t happy about it, but it seemed it had been more needed than he had realised.
So, he went home, grabbed a beer, put his feet up and played some Zelda. And it was nice. So nice, he decided he would grab himself another beer.
The voice would startle him when it came, the bottle he had just pulled from his fridge slipping from his hand and shattering against the as Miles whips around to face the interloper. He backs up quickly, into the counter behind him and stares, expression rife with confusion and shock, body tense. Though, his face would soften, just for a moment, noting that the face looking back at him was… familiar. The rest, however, was decidedly not. And that’s what he was more focused on, at the moment. ]
Hey uh.. I dunno what yer talkin’ about man– I live here… [ Offered a small, albeit, confused smile as he gestured to his apartment. ] I think ya might have the wrong person mate, sorry…
limlnal:
[Watches Miles mirror his action, always finding the difference so fascinating. It was little things like that where he desired to have seen humanity at its very beginning, to see how they really made it all work.]
Well, if he had baby teeth, he’d make an easy, fifty, guaranteed. Per tooth. As you can imagine, they’re much, bigger in our usual, eh, selves.
You guys don’t have baby teeth?? [ Little bit shocked, though at this point, he probably shouldn’t have been. ] Tha’s… [ Face would fall at the thought; ] Christ, teethin’ must be a nightmare…
[ Blinked and slowly leaned in, arm propped against the bar. ] …Usual selves?
kaengeru:
[The punch was for him to hit her - but who could blame him for thinking otherwise.
She scowled at him.] You started’t! Fuckin, wackin me, course m'gonna end up gettin ya! Stupid. Can’t jus go pokin an proddin, jus, gonna, get me fuckin- kff. Stupid.
[Bit of a knows the issue but also doesn’t. She was very easily wound up, Enya knew, but the aggression that came from it was an instinctual one. That was something she understood, but didn’t know, so, words were bad.]
I was jus’ playin’ around! Ya can’t tell me that actually hurt, can ya??
[ Would, after eyeing her for a long moment, straighten himself up and take a step back with a huff. ] I ain’t playin’ whatever this game is with ya. If ya want me t’apologise for barely touchin’ ya, fine, I will.
Please do not, it’s kind of upsetting how quiet you’re being without paper rustling around. Or the neighbors two units over fucking terribly to a Nine Inch Nails song.
I can stop if ya really want. S’actually makin’ me salivate a lot an’ m’lips feel dry as fuck…
[ Cleared his throat before licking his lips and shaking his head. ] M’almost afraid t’ask if s’the neighbours to the left or right, and which song.
limlnal:
Oh, more, tried and tested with that one. Also the, tendency for rot would be a worse off deal if I couldn’t handle it. [His smile splits into a grin before he pulls back show of his cheek to show off the shearing teeth that sat there. Even fully human, they’re almost as long as Sarah’s thumb.
He drops his hand with a shrug.] Can’t say I’ve, tested the precise strength, but the shape helps. Bit like, a pair of scissors.
[Laughs softly, gently prodding his shoulder.] Different for certain, I’ll agree.
[ Stares at those teeth when they’re revealed. Idly brought his hand up to his own mouth to mirror Sarah for a moment, his own teeth just being absolutely dwarfed in comparison. ] Holy shit… If Noah looses one of his baby teeth, how much money do ya let the tooth fairy give ‘im??
limlnal ((i had to press my thumb up to my gums to get a visual aid but holy shit them chompers are even bigger than i thought! :0
Thank you. Goddamn. Like pullin’ teeth!
Yer welcome. T’make it up to you, would ya like me to crinkle some paper to complete this ASMR I’m givin’ ya?
kaengeru:
[The fact he hasn’t recovered yet brings a falter to her energy, grin waning as she watches him. She hadn’t thought she’d hit that hard, and there hadn’t been any extra thought behind it…
She tilt her head, frowning a bit. Nnno, he hadn’t, but, whose fault was that?]
Nah, c'mon, wha’s goin on witcha?
[ It wasn’t so much that Miles hadn’t recovered, he was (mostly) fine, it was the threat of another punch waiting for him once he righted himself that had him staying curled up. Also, she really did a number on his nip, but that was besides the point! ]
Wha’s goin’ on with me?? Yer the one who decked me, I should be askin’ you that! [ Lifted and craned his neck a bit to look at her, with a big ol’ huffy-pouty-frown. ]
It’s chocolate! I don’t like non-chocolate chocolate flavored things! Just let me have this!
…Okay, yeah, chocolate is pretty great, an’ non-chocolate chocolate flavoured things ain’t that good.
