pocket.

#deadlockrp
semi-srs; mdni / dddne.

[pocket. @frogaffliction]

I've waited 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 for this, I can't waste this chance.

[pocket. @frogaffliction]

@creatureofhbit [] nah he just wants attention as always. this is normal rocky behavior. he's been fed and litter's been taken care of

[pocket. @frogaffliction]

[] solo queue deadlock or kill myself

[pocket. @frogaffliction]

@REXVOGALI [] oh what a lad.

[pocket. @frogaffliction]

@creatureofhbit [] NO DUDE HE KEEPS STOMPING ALL OVER ME AND TRYING TO STOP ME FROM ROLEPLAYING GAY PEOPLE

[pocket. @frogaffliction]

Out of the two of us getting cold, it shouldn't be 𝘮𝘦 you're worried about.

[ They gesture to their layers. If anything, Shiv should be worried about them overheating. They don't say much after that, but they do take the chance to shoot a glance at Shiv's back. ]

[shiv. @creatureofhbit]

M'always cold, tadpole. You know that.

[ Despite his words, he digs through a pile of clothes to find a shirt. Not as fancy as the one he usually wears — it's only a normal button–up, albeit slightly silky to the touch — but, it works. ]

Don't worry 'bout me.

[pocket. @frogaffliction]

@creatureofhbit [] let me get fat rocky off me gimme a sec

[pocket. @frogaffliction]

@creatureofhbit [] ONLY IF YOU WANNA!! if you wanna unwind and take a gummy you should

[pocket. @frogaffliction]

Mo can What

[Mo & Krill of the Tunnel Rats @TunnelRatsofNYC]

Also Shiv isn't pregnant. Mo could tell if he was.

[pocket. @frogaffliction]

— you were getting cold.

[ Pocket quipped, finally allowing themself to leave Shiv's grasps. ]

Would've helped with the lack of clothes.

[pocket. @frogaffliction]

[ They grow stiff at the hand that circles their spine — nearly choking down on the smoke that stayed trapped in their throat. Though Pocket did nothing to fight Shiv's hold on him, no, they followed him inside without any bite at all. ]

Would've given you my jacket if —

[shiv. @creatureofhbit]

[ Upon deciding that Pocket was not* going to choke, he takes the chance to turn. His door is a quarter of the way open, with a shoe wedged between the gap to keep it from locking. He kicks it out of the way as he guides them inside. ]

[pocket. @frogaffliction]

What did you possibly see that got you like this.

[Professor Dynamo @TheDynamoTheory]

...I don't know what I'm witnessing but, for once, I'm keeping my thoughts to myself.

[pocket. @frogaffliction]

Alright?

[Mo & Krill of the Tunnel Rats @TunnelRatsofNYC]

No reason.

[pocket. @frogaffliction]

...Yes? Why are you asking me.

[Mo & Krill of the Tunnel Rats @TunnelRatsofNYC]

You can never be too careful, Pocket. You never know who is listening.

... speaking of which, did you know that sound echos in the sewers?

[pocket. @frogaffliction]

[ Pocket waved their hand, mainly to rid of the cloud of smoke that surrounded them. The inside of their throat burned, but it went ignored while passing the cigarette back over. ]

[pocket. @frogaffliction]

[ They huff out a quiet laugh, before sucking at the filter of Shiv's cigarette. Smoke is puffed out with a series of coughs — definitely not the graceful blow they wanted. It was obvious this was a rare indulgence. ]

I'm just teasing, no need to defend yourself.

[shiv. @creatureofhbit]

+ the copious amount of alcohol he buys. Or, the expensive materials needed to maintain his blades, or his bike.

...Yeah. Money's tight, but not that* tight. ]

Cut me some slack. S'hard with this ol' thing.

[ He gestures to his prosthetic. ]

[pocket. @frogaffliction]

Mhm.

Just don't get why you keep saying stuff like this.

[Mo & Krill of the Tunnel Rats @TunnelRatsofNYC]

Precisely. If there's nothing going on then we don't need to worry, yes?

[pocket. @frogaffliction]

...Right. 💧*

[Mo & Krill of the Tunnel Rats @TunnelRatsofNYC]

Nothing, nothing, nothing at all. I just want to remind any potential suitors or otherwise that molemen have toxic bites.

[pocket. @frogaffliction]

— if you can't roll them right.

[ A tease, though it was hard to tell with their bland tone. ]

[pocket. @frogaffliction]

Not often.

[ Pocket glanced down at Shiv's hand. They've never noticed his painted nails, as shocking as that may seem. Despite their words, they pluck the poorly rolled cigarette out of his hand and rest it against his bottom lip. ]

Might as well buy them in a pack —

[shiv. @creatureofhbit]

—You smoke?

[ And fill in the gaps he does. Shiv glances over once Pocket settles, extending the cigarette. Messily-rolled, with bits of tobacco peeking out from loosened rolling-paper. If Pocket looked close enough, they could even see the tobacco hidden beneath his nails, +