[ what is happening it's time to Abort The Mission. Not without an arm loosening and crossing over to touch the gargoyle's forearm. Also weirdly affectionate and lingering. He sorta gives a fuck but there's nobody around to see it. ]
Here. [ He reluctantly pulls away, slithering out of Jotaro's grasp to quickly disappear down the hallway with all the naga finesse he possesses. It's off to his room where some rummaging can be heard and when he returns, he has a box in his hands. ]
I got creative. It has accommodations for your tail. The whole nine yards. They actually zip up the side of the left leg. I think they look pretty good for an experiment.
[ This is literally the epitome of taking things Too Far. ]
here come the benadryl typos
[ what is happening it's time to Abort The Mission. Not without an arm loosening and crossing over to touch the gargoyle's forearm. Also weirdly affectionate and lingering. He sorta gives a fuck but there's nobody around to see it. ]
Here. [ He reluctantly pulls away, slithering out of Jotaro's grasp to quickly disappear down the hallway with all the naga finesse he possesses. It's off to his room where some rummaging can be heard and when he returns, he has a box in his hands. ]
Here. I made you something.
[ He holds it out to hand over. Inside is a LOVELY PAIR OF PANTS reminicent of his last shed pattern. Oh. Gross. ]
I got creative. It has accommodations for your tail. The whole nine yards. They actually zip up the side of the left leg. I think they look pretty good for an experiment.
[ This is literally the epitome of taking things Too Far. ]