i was born lonely, blue in the face, with the cord around my neck, because theyโve been trying to kill me since the day i was born, and they ainโt found the man man enough to do it yet.
His mandibles widen revealing lips curved into a joyful smile. Sprinting as his little legs could take him, jaan would crash into the pair. Prying himself inbetween them both, his
little arms wrapped around them *both
A little coo leaving him. A very happy coo at that.
His legs buckled, his own weight had begun to be his enemy. Within a blink of an eye, the massive fishman had fallen onto his knees. His lower limbs placed as means to cushion himself whilst he tried making sense of everything.
Heโs angry
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โ โ โ Yet she stops, just a couple feet away. A gloved hand clenches to the straps of her bag. Her breath is shaky, ragged with fatigue and excitement.
โ โ โ โ๐๐ฆ๐บ. . . Hunhow,โ she says in between deep breaths, searching for air, โlong time no see.โ
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Together in a pattern that jaan only knows. The door behind them opens slowly revealing a small child relative to hunhow. Running his hand through his curled hair; jaan lets out a small little yawn as he had just recently awoke from a nap. His eyes quickly shining brightly.
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โ โ โ The fishmanโs sudden outburst of emotion jolts Diana from her seat. As Jaan disappears from her embrace, a wave of sadness and guilt follows.
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