Post by Paperbag Fill on Mar 5, 2023 21:02:11 GMT
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Elith. Gray. Bassius. And now a certain Sevvi was introducing herself. Surprising he was able to remember all these names and put them to faces. Normally he would forget as soon as they were done talking. Maybe the friendship circle helped give him a reason to remember, that people seemed interested or wanted to give it a chance. He could only hope. Although, there be no reason to remember fungi guy if he ended up burning himself. That hand stayed on the shoulder, waiting.
Bebop's head turned to the side as his faceplate simply glanced at the direction of the old man speaking. A whole history lesson on magic and his history. Bebop's head and shoulders dropped, completely exasperated. Showmanship and pizzazz was one thing, but this was so boring he could take another nap. Bebop yawned before shaking his head towards the ground.
"Duuuuude . . . no one cares."
Not only that it was completely stupid to give away all your tricks in a little monologue. Bebop's eyes widened, however, at the very same tricks began to crack the glass door. One small break in the glass began to spider-web before the entire frame shattered into hundreds of pieces. The noise and subsequent shattering made Gello jump straight up before landing back down on Gray's hat before crawling away, down the man's arm and onto the floor. Latching on Bebop's leg, the little critter began to crawl up fast until it ran into the merc's jacket pocket and hid, mewling a few whimpering chitters. Bebop looked down before rubbing his gloved thumb along its head.
"Hey, bud. It's alright. Scared ya', huh? It's alright. We're not in trouble."
Gravitational power, was it? Bebop shrugged before frowning. Cool and all, but it seemed to take quite the effort for one glass pane. And it scared Gello. Shaking his head, his gaze followed each person as they left their cell before settling onto this Bassius person.
He asked if any of them remember him. Bebop chuckled. Before laughing.
"I remembered getting plastered man. Completely wasted. Nearly deemed brain dead. Nothing else."
His gaze and shoulders steadied before giving a singular look at the man before them, "So, to me, you're the dreg who got us captured and you're gonna help me help this crew get us all out. Capiche?"
A moving figure darted across his view before someone ran and tried grabbing it. Bebop raised his hand up and began pumping it through the air, hollering cheers!
"Go bot, go! Leeroy Jenkins this ship!"
Before Bebop's arm obviously deflated as the bot stopped at the request of one Sevvi. He really had faith in the little bot. Bebop's gaze at the scene cut off entirely as a set of rather large scales blocked his field of view. Looking upwards, Bebop found it belonged to the one and only lizard man. A friendly wave followed from the mercenary's one free hand, "Sup, big fella. What they been feeding ya'? Spinach?"
Bebop's gaze turned to the plant man, looking for someone to appreciate his little quip before finding the plant man's eyes simply staring into him. Into his soul. Bebop almost felt inconsequential, like the realm of the stars suddenly became much more infinitely small than he thought. That he was so, so small . . . No, not really. Bebop was the biggest man here, the star of the show. Obviously!
So in return of the gaze, Bebop let go of his grip and began to use his fingers to walk along the man's shoulder.
"I know I'm quite handsome, but staring is rude, ya' know? Mwah!" Bebop smirked as he blew his little faux-kiss.
Nearly frantically, his arms and hands whipped themselves away from the shoulder as the sizzling heat from the door magnified tenfold as the lizard's palms slammed into the side of the doors before simply pulling. Did he just get a few inches taller? Not important. Right now, the air smelt like burnt chicken--or was it crocodile?--as the frame of the door began to buckle under the strain before the entire doorway ripped from the hinges, held in the lizard's hands.
Bebop simply followed after the stranger past the lizard man before punching the giant gecko's shoulder in greeting, "Yo, you smell delicious right now, by the way."
Before sauntering off without another word towards their caged friend. As Bebop lowered himself on one knee, full intent on speeding up the interrogating process up by asking the real questions. After all, they--he--needed to start moving quick.
"Okay, pal, you better tell me where my stuff is and whether my bike is still on your ship or I'm gonna-," Bebop's arms shot out in confusion as the plant man apparently pulled a sword straight out of their rear end. Did everyone have super-destructive magic they were just waiting to use until now? What was this? That was not even the worst part! He freed the prisoner! Freed Bassius! Bebop's shoulders fell before he started hearing the sounds of footsteps. His gaze flip-flopped lazily between the swordsman and the prisoner. Before finally settling on the prisoner and pointing at him.
"You better help us find our stuff. And my bike better be okay!" Bebop's finger switched over to pointing at the lizard, "Or my friend here will have an early snack. Wait . . . "
His head swiveled and peered over his shoulder to the gecko behind him, looking over the giant komodo dragon man, before speaking.
"You're not vegan or something, are ya'? Can you at least help carry this guy? You got arms the size of tree trunks, and I'm afraid Mr. I got a cool sword, look at me go is gonna get blasted to smithereens in a second without us."
Before getting up and dusting himself off. Before putting his hand towards the middle of the group with the palm facing down. Gello followed suit, placing one of its own appendages atop Bebop's hand after crawling out of his pocket and onto his shoulder.
"Everyone together now! Team Friendship . . . Go!"
If he ended up raising his hand up all alone before sauntering off after the swordsman, well, he would look very confident doing so.
But also, you know, unbelievably stupid too.
Bebop's head turned to the side as his faceplate simply glanced at the direction of the old man speaking. A whole history lesson on magic and his history. Bebop's head and shoulders dropped, completely exasperated. Showmanship and pizzazz was one thing, but this was so boring he could take another nap. Bebop yawned before shaking his head towards the ground.
"Duuuuude . . . no one cares."
Not only that it was completely stupid to give away all your tricks in a little monologue. Bebop's eyes widened, however, at the very same tricks began to crack the glass door. One small break in the glass began to spider-web before the entire frame shattered into hundreds of pieces. The noise and subsequent shattering made Gello jump straight up before landing back down on Gray's hat before crawling away, down the man's arm and onto the floor. Latching on Bebop's leg, the little critter began to crawl up fast until it ran into the merc's jacket pocket and hid, mewling a few whimpering chitters. Bebop looked down before rubbing his gloved thumb along its head.
"Hey, bud. It's alright. Scared ya', huh? It's alright. We're not in trouble."
Gravitational power, was it? Bebop shrugged before frowning. Cool and all, but it seemed to take quite the effort for one glass pane. And it scared Gello. Shaking his head, his gaze followed each person as they left their cell before settling onto this Bassius person.
He asked if any of them remember him. Bebop chuckled. Before laughing.
"I remembered getting plastered man. Completely wasted. Nearly deemed brain dead. Nothing else."
His gaze and shoulders steadied before giving a singular look at the man before them, "So, to me, you're the dreg who got us captured and you're gonna help me help this crew get us all out. Capiche?"
A moving figure darted across his view before someone ran and tried grabbing it. Bebop raised his hand up and began pumping it through the air, hollering cheers!
"Go bot, go! Leeroy Jenkins this ship!"
Before Bebop's arm obviously deflated as the bot stopped at the request of one Sevvi. He really had faith in the little bot. Bebop's gaze at the scene cut off entirely as a set of rather large scales blocked his field of view. Looking upwards, Bebop found it belonged to the one and only lizard man. A friendly wave followed from the mercenary's one free hand, "Sup, big fella. What they been feeding ya'? Spinach?"
Bebop's gaze turned to the plant man, looking for someone to appreciate his little quip before finding the plant man's eyes simply staring into him. Into his soul. Bebop almost felt inconsequential, like the realm of the stars suddenly became much more infinitely small than he thought. That he was so, so small . . . No, not really. Bebop was the biggest man here, the star of the show. Obviously!
So in return of the gaze, Bebop let go of his grip and began to use his fingers to walk along the man's shoulder.
"I know I'm quite handsome, but staring is rude, ya' know? Mwah!" Bebop smirked as he blew his little faux-kiss.
Nearly frantically, his arms and hands whipped themselves away from the shoulder as the sizzling heat from the door magnified tenfold as the lizard's palms slammed into the side of the doors before simply pulling. Did he just get a few inches taller? Not important. Right now, the air smelt like burnt chicken--or was it crocodile?--as the frame of the door began to buckle under the strain before the entire doorway ripped from the hinges, held in the lizard's hands.
Bebop simply followed after the stranger past the lizard man before punching the giant gecko's shoulder in greeting, "Yo, you smell delicious right now, by the way."
Before sauntering off without another word towards their caged friend. As Bebop lowered himself on one knee, full intent on speeding up the interrogating process up by asking the real questions. After all, they--he--needed to start moving quick.
"Okay, pal, you better tell me where my stuff is and whether my bike is still on your ship or I'm gonna-," Bebop's arms shot out in confusion as the plant man apparently pulled a sword straight out of their rear end. Did everyone have super-destructive magic they were just waiting to use until now? What was this? That was not even the worst part! He freed the prisoner! Freed Bassius! Bebop's shoulders fell before he started hearing the sounds of footsteps. His gaze flip-flopped lazily between the swordsman and the prisoner. Before finally settling on the prisoner and pointing at him.
"You better help us find our stuff. And my bike better be okay!" Bebop's finger switched over to pointing at the lizard, "Or my friend here will have an early snack. Wait . . . "
His head swiveled and peered over his shoulder to the gecko behind him, looking over the giant komodo dragon man, before speaking.
"You're not vegan or something, are ya'? Can you at least help carry this guy? You got arms the size of tree trunks, and I'm afraid Mr. I got a cool sword, look at me go is gonna get blasted to smithereens in a second without us."
Before getting up and dusting himself off. Before putting his hand towards the middle of the group with the palm facing down. Gello followed suit, placing one of its own appendages atop Bebop's hand after crawling out of his pocket and onto his shoulder.
"Everyone together now! Team Friendship . . . Go!"
If he ended up raising his hand up all alone before sauntering off after the swordsman, well, he would look very confident doing so.
But also, you know, unbelievably stupid too.