Lord, help him, his fingers are itching to braid something…
New obsession accomplished, sinews. Fascinating, little bloody, fleshy pink strings.
People are way too annoying nowadays. Must weed out the herd… Now.
@IAmDinDjarin “You again?”
The puppet rose a brow, followed by a tender but offended chuckle.
“I expected a lot more enthusiasm from you, metal man…”
He huffs, then flicks the other against the front of his helmet.
“Tell me you missed me!”
@IAmDinDjarin
Poke poke. The living doll's back and ready to pester this poor man.
"Hello there, my dearest friend. Did you miss me?"
Words spoken from behind Mando's back, a soft chuckle follows along.
“Am I playing with fire? Or are you playing with fire? Or maybe we both are playing with fire?”
Frowning eyebrows, as if the doll caused his own confusion, Luciën then shortly laughed.
“You intrigue me, metal man. I decided to stick with you. I want to get to know you, sir.”
"You are playing with fire."
He narrowed his eyes and he was honestly getting impatient with this person.
"What do you want from me? I am not here to play your games."
“But do I wanna step off?”
Luciën raises his hand to his chin to rub it as if he’s thinking about the demand.
“I don’t think I want… I like being close to human beings, smell their scent… And you, sir, have a very strong scent…”
Luciën spoke, his smile turning into a grin.
"I won't if you step off."
Because he had a firm grip on that blaster of his and he kept his eye on the other, closely.
"Do you really want to find out what it shoots? Because that isn't wise."
He narrowed his eyes beneath the helmet now.
“Oof, you’re not going to kill me, are you?”
Luciën lowers his eyes to study the blaster, then raises his hand to tap on Din’s blaster.
“What does this wonderful thing do? Blow bubbles?”
Gazing back at Din, Luciën shoots him one of his charming smiles.
Din stared at this individual for a moment, before he actually grabbed his blaster and held it up to Luciën's face.
"Don't come any closer to me."
And he for one, wasn't playing /any/ games with him.
Luciën mockingly laughed at the other man, now folding his arms over each other.
“Hard to say anything useful when the cause of my delusion is standing right in front of me…”
Licking his lips, the living mannequin threateningly gets closer near Din.
“Play with me, dear.”
"You speak nothing but nonsense..."
He sighed out heavily at this individual, because he honestly didn't understand a thing he was talking about.
"I'm not tied down to anybody buddy. That's just you being delusional."
// U LEAVING LUCIBOII WITHOUT DANNYBOII, so friggin' mean hukhuwhsiuwolsaiuisei :C
Ok ok, fine, lets pretend Luci killed Daniel out of love :"D, better? c:< hhehehee
Luciën snorts once, then lets out a malicious cackle.
"Oh my dearest, it's way too late for that right now. You're tied to me, I'm never gonna let you go."
Shooting Din a challenging wink, the doll sharpened his sight at Din.
"I'm not one of the people you daily encounter..."
"Study me?"
Hearing that only confused him a tad bit, and he stared right at the other.
"There's nothing you need to study about me. The less you know, the better for me. If anything, /you/ act like some strange specimen."
“Alright, man of the ropes.”
Luciën pushes himself up once he was set free. Taking steps to Din, he gave him one of the best smiles. Kinda creepy…
“I wouldn’t mind at all, if I may be honest. You give me more time to study you, entirely perfect.”
He tilts his head a tad.
"If you call them, they'll get the same result. Testing me is what you're doing."
Now, he had retracted the wire back towards him, before gesturing to the other to get up.
"Try anything else and I'll tie you up for the rest of the day."
there is intimacy in the moment where the eyes of two enemies meet. there is a tenderness in knowing what desires ties you to a person, even if you spent your dreaming hours cutting them a casket from the tree in their mother's front yard.
“Great tip, I will try to remember that next time, cowboy. Now free me before I call my little friends, they hate to see their daddy in trouble…”
A satisfied, cocky grin on the doll’s lips. One that probably will never leave.
“Aren’t we all a little strange, my friend?”
"That's why you don't celebrate so early."
He looked down at him now, staring him straight in the eyes. And well.. hearing that comment made by the other, he shook his head,
"You are a very strange one."
Proud that he was, Luciën’s grin couldn’t be more wider. Until he was tugged back into reality.
Oof, he didn’t see that coming. He fell on the ground with a loud thud, followed by short laughter.
“I get it already. You are a man that loves to play with ropes. How kinky.”
++fair, that was a mistake. Because he rolled over and held up his arm, shooting fiber cord whip at him, and wrapped it around his body, yanking him down to the ground.
"Nice try."
He swung his left hand forwards to hit, but that wasn’t his plan. He quickly hooked his right leg behind Din’s leg to make him lose balance and possible fall on the ground.
Fair play? Not Luciën’s thing at all. Rules? Absolutely not, rules are there to be broken by this doll.