“Fuck me… I’m STUPID!” Berkut shouted about himself, clenching his hands into fists. “Oh, shut up, Berkut! Fuck off!” The psychopath continued, arguing with himself once again. It was a common occurrence.
@CausticSoldier Lukas liked him. He definitely wished to become closer, but not necessarily closer friends.
“Good.” He nodded that big Lukass head. “Perhaps we should keep this plan of ours a secret, would you not agree?” He couldn’t possibly have Python finding out about this, -
@StrictSoldier -- all rather sudden. No one invited aliens over for sleepovers so he was no too sure what to make of this. He'd have to ask Python when he has a moment.
@StrictSoldier His eyes bugged out of his head once Lukas had stopped speaking. “Oh! I, um…” He trailed off with a frown. “I… suppose it would do no harm.” Forsythia said, a little unsure. It almost seemed as if Lukas wished to become closer friends, rather than just allies. This was --
@CausticSoldier - sleepover with me?” He tried again, low-key flirting with the alien that was having some form of internal malfunction. He was trying to come across as innocent by calling it a “sleepover”.
@CausticSoldier He could tell Forsyth was not understanding, so he needed to be more straightforward about this. “I see… somehow I have managed to confuse you.” He said, bringing a hand up to his chin for a brief moment. “
Here, allow me to rephrase it…
Are you interested in having a -
@StrictSoldier -- coasting about his personal possessions? Oh, he was, was he? He'd thought he was boasting, but that was his mistake. Clearly Sir Lukas has actually been coasting about them. Yes, he was FREEWHEEL, cruise, taxi, drift, glide, sail, float, skate, slip, skim, struggling about --
@StrictSoldier The flower alien wasn't comprehending. “My apologies. A yes?” He said, blinking his eyes as he reattached his hand to his chest, offering a small smile. Sir Lukas sure seemed to be in high spirits, though he could not quite decide on why that might be. Was it because he was --
@CausticSoldier Lukas continued to creepily smile at the flower alien. “So, is that a yes?” He asked, seeing as Forsyth had yet to give him an answer. Perhaps he wasn’t being clear enough… he had two beds upstairs, one for himself and one for Forsyth. They could have a sleepover.
@StrictSoldier Forsyth brought a hand up to his chin as he gave Lukas a quizzical look. “O-Oh, I see.” Said the rude bitch with the purple eyeshadow—or perhaps it was actually just green. He was uncertain what to make of that. Was there a particular reason Lukas was telling him this?
@CausticSoldier It did seem I like him, what had gotten into him?
Hm? It did seem like Lukas liked him? That’s odd, he thought this was unlike Forsyth but instead Lukas thought he’d think about how “I like him” instead.
“Yes. I have a blue bed and a pink bed.” He informed him, thinking -
@StrictSoldier The one with the green dress and ponytail was still rude, just like when he asked Lord Berkut, “You ARE a boy, aren't you?” just because he thought his hair accessory was feminine. He didn't know what had gotten into him.
“A sleepover?” Forsyth repeated, unsure what Lukas meant.
Lukas doesn’t care what you're wearing, because it all looks good on the floor.
His best pickup line was: ‘That’s a great pair of jeans… they’d look even better on my bedroom floor.’